And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the Lords
Croquet lawns, village greens
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria.
Though I am poor, I am free
When I grow I shall fight
For this land I shall die
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria.
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, 'toria.
From the West to the East
From to the rich to the poor