Singing Loins The Fat Boy Of Peckham
I'm the Fat Boy Of Peckham aged twelve and a half
I weigh twenty stone and I'm good for a laugh
And if village boys chuck things and kick up a noise
Well, I ask 'em - How much are you earning boys?
The Lion Faced Lady's as good as a mum
And the Strong Man looks out for me, sneaks me a rum.
Well, I've Bonjoured in France and I've joked with the
King
And the Skeleton Woman has taught me to sing.
I'm a curio
In a travelling show
I don't mind being a big fat boy, me
But I'd rather be
A giant.
Well, Tattooed Tatiana soon showed me her anchor
And picking her scabs she said 'Taste salt and hanker!'
Then she left me tossed to the waves and the fog
She said I was green, I was sick as a dog!
At Greenwich a Captain with a chest full of gold
Took fancy to prizes he stowed in the hold
Our own pretty twins, name of Lilly and Lu
He hoped they could show him a good trick or two!
I'm a curio
In a travelling show
I don't mind being a big fat boy, me
But I'd rather be
A giant.
This morning we're striking on old Peckham Rye
When she who gave birth to me gives me the eye
And she offers five guineas as quick as you like
But I'm glad the Guvner said take a long hike
When I grow up I'll go down on my knee
And I'll ask Lilliputia if she'll marry me
We'll set up together in our own painted 'van
Lace in the windows and kept spick and span
I'm a curio
In a travelling show
I don't mind being a big fat boy, me
But, I'd rather be
A giant.
A giant.
Sometimes I wish I was the Giant.
