House of Lords lyrics

It must be good to live in the house of lords

The butler Henry Baker extinguishes the fires

Whilst Sir Frederick Harold Robinson casually retires

"Another day tomorrow" cries Alan Crayon Steel

All must be up early to have the morning meal

It must be good to live in the house of lords

The house is now in darkness before the coming day

But at five o'clock that morning, the master passed away

The halls are now in sadness and everybody cries

On the banks of Burntley River is where Sir Frederick lies

It must be sad to live in the house of lords

It must be sad to live in the house of lords

Grandma Mildred Marshall was pouring out the tea

When she heard about the news of Sir Frederick's tragedy

The housemaid drew the curtains, the doctors saw the dawn

And the brother Bendix sadly watched the gardener

mow the lawn

It must be sad to live in the house of lords