Boys of the Army and Boys of the Navy All your girls are just driving us crazy! It ain't half hot, you know what I've got To entertain and please you I'm the girl that's in your head But I'm the boy lying in your bed. Chorus Come back stage and light my rage I'll inflame and I'll burn you I'm the girl you can’t believe I'm the boy you dare not be Chorus Come to me and I'll set you free From everywhere you've ever been I'm the glamour that's on the stage I've got the stench of the trench

Let me come and button hole you darling I will regail you with my charm Let me come and recline on your sofa I will grow and I will bloom You can nurture, you can sponsor my love You and I will love as one Pretty Boys! Witty Boys! Coming to our destiny Pretty Boys Witty Boys Coming to our destiny I was big and I had fame my sweet prince But you came and stole my heart I am calling to you my dear sweet boy All alone in my prison cell Once you had the keys to my wilde beating heart But you've gone and locked me away Pretty Boys! Witty Boys! Coming to our destiny Pretty Boys! Witty Boys! Coming to our destiny You were working as a chorus boy when I first met you dancing there I picked you out, I shook you right up and turned you into someone new Don't forget I put you where you are now and I can put you back down too Pretty Boys! Witty Boys! Coming to our destiny Pretty Boys! Witty Boys! Coming to our destiny We like 'Beardsley' and green 'Chartreuse' so divine We're to bored to 'bill and coo'. We are the reason for the nineties being gay We worry the majority But the matrons rich and billowy so free Invite us out to dine with them Pretty Boys! Witty Boys! Coming to our destiny Pretty Boys! Witty Boys! Coming to our destiny

Pushed up against this stone wall Eye lashing out at all of you Who get in our way, we'll have our say Now Judy's dead and we see red Cowardly lions have fled the den To leave us queens to bash the cops Around the head and in the balls Sister have you got a file? Dorothy our friend is dead Long live Liza with a Z Dorothy our friend is dead Long live Liza with a Z Living in a monochrome world Judy was colour, she gave us strength To carry on when they were wrong She sang her songs of unrequited Love of men who got away We knew her well and she knew us We worshipped her and now she's clicked Her heels and flew away to a better place Dorothy our friend is dead Long live Liza with a Z Dorothy our friend is dead Long live Liza with a Z If I die, I die on Friday If I cry, I cry for Judy For her short life, for her wrong loves For her drugs and for her weight gains We will never be the same, to urge her on To finish her songs, when she went wrong When she fell down, we picked her up She could have gone on singing Dorothy our friend is dead Long live Liza with a Z Dorothy our friend is dead Long live Liza with a Z

Mad King Ludwig going for a walk Sad King Ludwig you can hear the people talk Bad King Ludwig never seen at court Fat King Ludwig your love can be brought Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' You're my little Chu-chi face My coo-chi, coo-chi,woo-chi little chu-chi face Every time I look at you I sigh And you're my little teddy bear Your my little Chu-chi face... Mad King Ludwig going for a walk Sad King Ludwig you can hear the people talk Bad King Ludwig never seen a corpse Fat King Ludwig your love can be brought Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' Mad King Ludwig going for a walk Sad King Ludwig you can hear the people talk Bad King Ludwig never seen at court Fat King Ludwig your love can be brought Mad King Ludwig going for a walk Sad King Ludwig you can hear the people talk Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them (fade) Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang' There are children I can smell them Everything's gone 'Shitty, Shitty Bang Bang'

They were seated in the stalls With their dress and flowing shawls They were admired by one and all This pair of He-She Ladies The gents at them would take a peek And say they are so sweet Lor! What a fascinating pair Especially her with the curly hair One day a cute detective chap Who of their game he smelt a rat Declaring that he would get on track of these two He-She Ladies Bolted up to Regent Street Espied this worthy pair Hailed a cab and took his fair 'I am after you my dear!' When before the magistrate Oh what a crowd did them await! It was a lark and no mistake To look at them He-She Ladies Lor! How the people did go on 'I'll have your fine silk chignon' Another cried out 'Stella, dear Pull off those togs and breeches wear' At Wakefield Square, near Regent Street There lived this funny He-She pair And such a stock of togs was there to suit these He-She Ladies Chignons and paints, and Jenny Lind Caps False calves and draws to come out slap To tog them out it is a fact Fanny and Stella they got their fellas So lock them up, but in which Prison? Throw the key and stays away Of these funny He-She Ladies But the judge he threw their case Out of the window their disgrace Now they're free to roam the streets Those funny He-She Ladies

I am lying in my pearls and feathers I will lie here for ever and ever I'm still rather cute don't you think? I'm the one that captured an age I'm the boy that captured the 'fox hunting man' And put him in his place Bright young thing, Now hideous queen Gave myself to serious pleasure I am waiting for my present from My dear friend - Mr Cecil Beaton I am running to the door in case He gives it to someone else If he does he can go to hell and back I am dreaming under rags and glitter I am rich but very poorly I have wasted too much time And can't get it back again. A royal knock on my door Send her away I am ill and must stay here

Twinkle little fairy light Let your style shine through Daddy will buy you a new mink coat You are the longest running show Tiny wasted and totally waisted Savile Row with painted toes Bunny Shall Go To France This camp queero is a war hero Decorated...GIRL! She's venerated! Threw a powder puff crème bomb And blew the fuhrer's face away Bunny Shall Go To France Twinke, twinkle little star How we wonder what you are Party balls and masquerades Handsome cabs and gay dawn raids Bowler hat with capri slacks New creations, new sensations Bunny Shall Go To France High heeled landed gentry men Putting their foot in it again. Paparazzi and Glitterati Hold the page! Bunny's here! Twinkle little fairy star You've outshone yourself again Birthday bash and camera flash Now you've made the news again Over Seventy, totally ageless You still make front pages Bunny Shall Go To France She's got medals for her bravery Saved her boys from nasty men Single handed and single minded Captured hearts and enemy Lines

Lost the plot She's gone and done it again Dropped the bomb She want's to be my friend Copped the lot My world is at an end Shot her shot Her love was just pretend She's got a lot and I don't know what to do Not a lot, so you and I are through Bopalop and rammerlammer do Shoobee dooby and rubba dubah Fly, Fly, Little Flo Fly Away, Fly Away I've got a bite and I'll do it just right You are mine and I am yours Child of the night - don't take a fright You can be my little bride Stole you from your own sweet prince He wasn't right he couldn't treat you right I can be your one true master You can be my only slave You must stop your symphony of horrors You have stolen what isn't yours I'll burn your prints - close you down I will bring the wrath of God and stop you dead You have taken his name in vain for that you must pay the price Not so nice and not so tame Not so sweet and not so kind!

We are the ones who will lock you away We are the ones who will deal with your kind You are the ones who could lead men astray You are the ones who must be put away El Duce! El Duce! El Duce! El Duce! Castaway fairyland, castaway fairyland You are the ones who have been much too gay We are the ones who will put you away You are the ones who are not on our side We are the ones who lean far to our right El Duce! El Duce! El Duce! El Duce! Castaway fairyland, castaway fairyland You are the ones who are out of our sight You are the ones who have caused your own plight You are the ones who can't lead your own life You are the ones who are wrong and not right El Duce! El Duce! El Duce! El Duce! Castaway fairyland, Castaway fairyland We are the ones who can lead our own life We are the ones who have found paradise We are the ones who you really set free We are the ones who claim our own isle