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SONG  LYRIC:

MAGIC CHRISTIAN

The Royal Society  for  the Protection  of  Birds

were  out  on a  pheasant  shoot

when  up popped  a Christian

who  was a  magician to  boot

He  pulled out a crucifix

and  pulled  out a wand

One  was a shield,  the  other  a  sword

each in either hand

Begone  Begone  Begone

you dealers in  hypocrisy

You  are trespassing  upon

angel-feather territory

Begone  Begone  Begone

and  do  not dare  to return

or I  shall  wave my  magic wand

and  shame-faced  you  shall burn

The  Royal Society  for  the Protection  of birds

just  laughed  at  the  lunatic

Who  did  he  think he  was? Jesus Christ

with his  long  hair  and beard  so  thick?

One  fired  a  shot  into  the air

but  their  pants  came a-falling down

Burned  their  faces  with  the  shame

as  the  ladies  looking  on  turned  around

Begone  Begone  Begone  etc

Yes the ladies looking  on  turned around

So this is what  their  men do

when they go out on a shoot

So this  is what they get  up to

They  all  of  them drop  therir  trousers

as  quick  as a wounded  bird falls

It's goodbye  to the open  countryside

and  back  home  to  their four  walls

Begone  Begone  Begone  etc

You  might have a  shotgun

but does  that  make  you  more  quick

than  what  seems  to  be  a  madman

who is  holding  up  a  stick?

Repeat  1st  verse  etc

Begone  Begone  Begone  etc