OK, so there's my Nan, and your Nan, sat by the 6-bar electic fire,
and then my Gran starts threatening your Gran with arson upon the bedding!
Then they talk about the fuel (Hay, now), being rather flammable.
So, after all that, you have to look at the hubby of my country's ruler. Apparently, he likes to doll up in vermillion (who did not sing Kayleigh. Or Grendel).
And he only charges a fiver for assassination! Looks like Charlie got a bargain!!
And, being royal, they converse about the latest fodder for their fillies at Ascot, and it's Hay now, and not oats.
And, of course, it's Carnivale, so there's two of The Gays, and one of them is also an arsonist, and threatening to perform his incendiary pleasure upon a square of county symbol bearing cloth!
Which is now a terrorist offence, I believe.
And now we're saying "Hey, Now the flag's raised and it's all aflame!"
And finally, it's either The Hulk (or Robynne Hoode) who puts in an appearance a-la James Brown to roger the nannas and the ladyboys...
Less 'ey Now and more A Nurse*...
Iko! Iko! an de'
Jackomo fe no a na nae' , Jackomo fe na ne'**
* THINK ABOUT IT...
** WHICH IS NEW ORLEAN JAZZ/BLUES SPEAK. AND AS "AUTO DA FE" IS "TORCHING DA CAR", IT PROBABLE MEANS SOMETHINK LIKE...
IKO! IKO! = PARTY! PARTY!
AN DE JACKOMO FE NO = AND DON'T SET FIRE TO JACK THE HOMO
A NA NAE = AH, GO ON
JACKOMO FE NA NE = BURN JACK THE HOMO. GO ON!
OR SOMETHING...
