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Capping 1932. Victoria University College. April 30th, May 2nd and 3rd, 1932.

Songs from "Dry Rot"

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Songs from "Dry Rot"

Tune: "There's a Good Time Coming."

Police Defectives:
We haven't had a hold-up for at least a year
And all we want at present is a Red Top Beer.

Chorus.
There's a good crime coming
But it's ever so far away,
That's what we say to ourselves, we say,
Jolly good luck, hooray.

Chorus.
We are so badly overworked that Special Cops are made,
Thousands of batons all complete to whack the underpaid.

Chorus.
The criminals are eating off their heads in jail
Our only relaxation now is Red Top Ale.

Tune: "Navy Blues."

Police Defectives and Members of Gravy League.

A-hoy! . . . Our League is sailing o'er the brine . . .
A-hy! . . . We're here to show you our design . . .
We want to make the British Navy shine . . .

Chorus.
We've got those Gravy Blues:
Sighing for Singapore,
Bursting on Berhampore—
We've got those Gravy Blues!

Matrons of weight are we,
Chaste in our symmetry,
(And in our industry)
We've got those Gravy Blues!

We incite each innocent stripling
To recite the works of Mister Kipling.

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Waving the flag we say,
Youth is our lawful prey,
Britain must win the day . . .
We've got those gravy Blues! . . .

Ahoy! . . . Our League is cruising down the Quay,
Ahoy! . . . An enterprising body we,
The only thing we fear is Apathy . . .

Chorus.
We've got those Gravy Blues . . .
We want facilities
For naval hostilities . . .
We've got those Gravy Blues!

We don't want to see a battle fought,
But do let's build just one more, dear, wee, dreadnought.

We've got those Gravy Blues,
Sailors we just adore,
Conscript ten thousand more . . .
We've got those Gravy Blues!

Finale: Scene II.

1. And now the Dock's come safely home Victoria!
Across the leagues of creamy foam Victoria!
And "Smithy's" fate is 'orrid cruel,
He's fourth chauffeur to Lady Mewl!
Wiki-tiki-toria!

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2. Gravey League.
And Lady Mewl has got the waves Victoria!
The Gravey League are now her slaves Victoria!
Barrack has returned to home,
Never again, we fear, to roam.
Wiki-tiki-toria!

3. Now Trickledown and all his force, Victoria!
Must fade away, as a matter of course Victoria!
And Howitzer has found his flock
Oh, girls, he got a terrible shock!
Wiki-tiki-toria!

4. And now it's over, bar the cheers Victoria!
The greatest crime we've had for years, Victoria!
So now we take this chance to say
We mean the dock and not the play.
Wiki-tiki-toria!

Grand Chorus.

Rule Britannia, Britannia rule the swell!
Though you never, never, never did it well.