| Now if you’re feeling miserable, if you’re feeling blue,
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| Here’s a little ditty that’ll help to pull you through,
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| All the clouds will disappear, the grey skies turn to blue:
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| Just stick your finger in your ear and go ting-a-ling-a-loo.
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| Now suppose you’ve got the fell pest, the gout and goose’s cough,
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| A severe attack of hiccups and your kneecap’s just dropped off,
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| The surgeon says «We'd operate, but the anaesthetic’s gone,»
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| You just look up and smile at him and say «You carry on.»
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| «I'll stick me finger in me ear and go ting-a-ling-a-loo,
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| Me finger in me ear and go ting-a-ling-a-loo,
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| I’ll just be like Nelson at the Battle of Waterloo,
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| I’ll stick me finger in me ear and go ting-a-ling-a-loo.»
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| Now in '14 and in '39, war raised it’s ugly head,
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| The bombs they fell on England, and one fell on my shed,
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| But we fought and beat the Germans 'cos we knew just what to do:
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| We stuck our fingers in our ears and went ting-a-ling-a-loo.
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| Prince Philip said «Get your fingers out"and that cut me to the quick,
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| We got our fingers out, but that didn’t do the trick;
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| So follow your true leaders with all your might and main:
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| Be like Jenkins, Heath and Wilson and stick 'em back again!
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| Oh stick your finger in your ear and go ting-a-ling-a-loo,
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| Your finger in your ear and go ting-a-ling-a-loo,
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| Remember what old Gladstone said in 1892:
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| Stick your finger in your ear and go ting… a… ling… a… loo! |