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What's the time? I was trying to get some sleep Attention Bridges, Shorty, Nutty Jackson, Thompson, Mother As you can see we've got a new recruit To this land of hope and glory Hands behind backs and legs apart And tell us all a story Who me, sir? Yes, you, sir I was an innocent man till someone grassed me of a plan Of earning some big a money If I hadn't mouthed it about, I am sure without doubt I'd have missed this land of hope and glory Well, you poor poor sod Here you're up sharp at six thirty A cold shower down to breakfast Can't have you looking dirty I suggest you eat what's given you Even if it doesn't agree with you 'Cos it's all you're be getting up until twelve thirty In between this time you stay up in your room And you can dream about life, good things Two years of me teen age life Given to this stand to attention life Of land, of hope and glory I was getting so bored, then time drags by I think I'll do something dirty I pick at the floor for juicy butts And I'll make me self a smoke A bog roll and envelope stick it All this helps to pass my time As the evening drags on, you can watch a little telly Or dance with pans people with a little bit of belly Pass yourself cold with a hint of yesterdays Don't complain, learn the game And I'll get through another day I was sitting there on the clock at long last it's nine thirty Off to bed, straight to sleep As I leave this land of hope and glory But only for a few seconds am I in ecstasy Before the bell rings to let me know, sharp at six thirty A the, a two, a six, a ta Quiet, come on you lot, come on, lights out