Lyric The Golden Rule

I wouldn t be glad wouldn t be sad
I wouldn t be good if I knew what I could
And I hate to go
But I must you know
Duty calls
Niagara Falls
See it go down
As it falls on the ground
And gets up again
At the count of ten
I would like everyone here to repeat after me
Something of which I know nothing about
Namely that which I will tell you
(That which I will tell you)
I m going to school breaking a rule
I m going around in a pityful frown
Coz I didn t pass (came)
Bottom of the class (Oh! what a shame)
Teacher was mad
So was me dad
Took off his belt
And without any help
Really hit me hard
Where I d stuck a card
Thick I may be but a fool I am certainly not
Always remember the golden rule
When in no doubt get a car out
And while you re there how about...
Fetching me one of those pneumatic drills
Boy! I really love the sound that they make
So good for the pains and aches of life in general
Don t be such a miser
At the most a fiver s all you pay
Many s the time
I have wondered about what it is
I want you all to repeat after me
Something I know you know I know
(Something I know you know I know)
I wouldn t behold wouldn t be cold
I wouldn t be here if it wasn t for my
Dear old mum and dad
And the fun they had
Early one night
Dad put out the light
Got hold of me mum
Said he wanted a son
And as you can see
The result was me
Somebody told me once money does not grow on trees
Well if that s true then how do you explain
Apples oranges and lemons
Not forgetting melons