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No. 27 - Extra Song - Rajah and Chorus - "Peace! Peace!"
| Rajah: | When I've quitted my wife for a bachelor life, In a pastoral Eastern dominion, It's a shock to my nerves when the lady observes, She is taking a counsel's opinion. And although I am well, and as sound as a bell, And as bright as a Birmingham button, I am told a "K. C." for a suitable fee, Will declare I am deader than mutton! Peace! Peace! oh, for some peace! I think all this bustle is wrong, And I'd like to repose, in the sight of the snows, Of the beautiful valley of Bhong! |
| Chorus: | Peace! Peace! oh, for some peace! We think all this bustle is wrong, |
| Rajah: | For a troublesome wife has a very short life, In the beautiful valley of Bhong! |
| Rajah: | If a ruler you are of some country afar, Though perhaps it is quite microscopic, When the papers report you are coming to Court, You become a Society topic! For the "Times" will describe all the ways of your tribe, For the good of the casual reader: There's a scratch of your dress in the Mail and Express, And a smudge of your nose in the Leader! Peace! Peace! Oh, for some peace! Away from the curious throng; For the personal par, we decidedly bar In the beautiful valley of Bhong! |
| Chorus: | Peace! Peace! oh, for some peace! Away from the curious throng; |
| Rajah: | For the halfpenny press isn't quite a success In the beautiful valley of Bhong! |
| Rajah: | There's a lady today in the great U.S.A., Who declares she is ready to take on, Any critics who try to dispute or deny That our Bakespeare is written by Shacon! For if only you look at the page of a book, Where the errors of printing are rifer, You will find that they veil some improbable tale In the Bacon Biliteral Cypher! Peace! Peace! Leave them in peace! I know both opinions are wrong; I can prove if I please by the capital B's, That the plays are imported from Bhong! |
| Chorus: | Peace! Peace! Leave them in peace! We know both opinions are wrong! |
| Rajah: | It is plain to the wise by the dots on the i's, They were done in the valley of Bhong! |
| Rajah: | There's a writer of rhymes that appear in the Times, Who is down upon football and cricket, And he pours out his soul on the oaf at the goal, Or the flannelette fool at the wicket! There was violence feared when his verses appeared, But the poet was hardly a dreamer; When the oafs in the mud came to look for his blood, He was off to the Cape on a steamer! Peace! Peace! Leave him in peace! Altho' he may pitch it too strong; We'll forget how he rails, if he'll tell us some tales Of the beautiful valley of Bhong! |
| Chorus: | Peace! Peace! Leave him in peace! Altho' he may pitch it too strong! |
| Rajah: | Let his verses repose if he Kiples in prose, On the beautiful valley of Bhong! |
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Page modified 10 November 2016