In the wonder -working days of old,
When hearts were twice as good as gold,
And twenty times as mellow.
Good temper triumphed in his face,
And in his heart he found a place
For all the erring human race,
And every wretched fellow.
When he had rainish wine to drink,
It made him very sad to think
And some man, younger or edgier,
must be content with Tawdy.
must be content with Tawdy.
He wished all men as rich as he,
and he was rich as rich could be.
So to the top of every tree
Now there's a kind of king for me,
they wished all men as rich as he.
Sell to the top of every tree,
Lord chancellors were cheap as frats,
and bishops in their shovel hats,
But plentiful as tabby cats,
in point of fact too many.
Ambassadors cropped up like hay,
prime ministers and sergeants they,
Grew like asparagus in May,
and dukes were three a penny.
On every side field, marsh,
Spore beer were lords left ten and dim,
With apparels the ocean teemed
All round his white dominions.
With apparels all round his
And party leaders you might meet
In twos and threes in every street,
Maintaining with no little heat
Now there's a sight you couldn't fit
Two party leaders in each street
Maintaining with no little gift
That King, although no one denies
His heart was of abnormal size
Yet he'd have acted otherwise
The end is easily foretold
When every blessed thing you hold
is made of silver or of gold,
you'll long for simple pewter.
When you have nothing else to wear
but cloth of gold and satins rare,
for cloth of gold, you cease to care.
Up goes the price of shoddy.
up goes the price of shoddy.
In short, whoever you may be,
when everyone is somebody,
Now that's as plain as pain can be.
To this conclusion we agree.
When everyone is somebody,
