The Finest Fucking Family 
(Tune - Battle Hymn of the Republic)
The Finest Fucking Family
If you're ever down in London, and you have no place to go
And you cannot find a spot to sit you down,
For a penny on deposit you can hire a water closet
And a season ticket costs but half-a-crown.
There's a gent's convenience at the corner of Waterloo
And a ladies' one a little further down,
If you've an aching in your heart we get a penny for a fart
We own every public lavat'ry in town.
Have you met my sister Tilly? She's a whore in Picadilly
And my mother is another on the strand;
And my father hawks his asshole round the walls of Windsor Castle
We're the finest fucking family in the land.
Have you met my Uncle Hector? He's a cock and ball inspector
At a celebrated English public school,
And my brother sells French letters and a patent cure for wetters
And an ointment for the sores upon your tool.
- Oscar Brand
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Oscar Brand: X
- God Bless The Bastard King Time: 2:32
- The Woodpecker's Hole Time: 1:55
- None Is Bigger Than Mine Time: 1:04
- Maryanne Mccarty Time: 2:00
- Hi Ho Kafoozalum Time: 1:57
- De Ye Ken John Peel Time: 2:25
- The Finest Fucking Family Time: 1:34
- My Name It Is Sam Hall Time: 2:30
- The Hairs On Her Dicky Dido Time: 2:05
- Frigging In The Rigging Time: 2:28
- The One-eyed Riley Time: 1:52
- All About Turds Time: 1:57
- The Ball Of Kerriemuir Time: 3:37
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