SIR EDWARD THOMASON
by Boz, aka Peter Borrett
Lyrics
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
Met this innovator
in a posh part of town
dressed up to the nines
with gold medals hangin' down
he grabbed my attention
he even knew my name
he said 200 years from now
you'll be collecting what I make
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
Right freaky weird
I didn't know what to say
but he seemed quite ordinary
in a funny sort of way
come along young man he said
we've got some work to do
after all no slacking
here in 18 zero 2
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
We headed down to Church St
where he sat me in a chair
showed me patent drawings
said production's over there
I couldn't believe it
& whats more
Mathew Boulton was in the factory
& he was waving at me
Blimey!
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
Before you go young man
please take some souvenirs
help myself to corkscrews
I couldn't believe my ears
2 serpents, a 6 pillar
3 variants in my bag
I quickly grabbed Mathew Boulton
to see what else I could blag
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
Wake up Bozzy
time to get up
What!? Ooeroeeeeat!
Bozzy, time to get up
Oeeeooooh nooooo!
My name is Sir Edward Thomason
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