Woo. Yeah Woo. Yeah I won't leave, I won't cry. If all my dreams come crashing from the sky We will reign, we will dance We will get the bell when we get our second chance All we need is some British rock and roll All we need is some pockets full of gold All we need is some royalty you know All we need is some hip hop and soul yeah Ooh shalala, shalalala Ooh shalalala, shalalala By the grace of the queen, and the house of the lords We pledge to do the deeds until we get real bored I'm thinking London, driving many cars I'm thinking anywhere we can slide that credit card All we need is a double decker ride All we need is some steak and kidney pie And all we need is my James Bond suit and tie All we need is my Lucy in the sky Ooh shalala, shalalala Ooh shalalala, shalalala Ooh shalala, shalalala Ooh shalalala, shalalala Ooh shalala, shalalala Shalalala