THE BANK THAT BROKE THE MAN AT MONTE CARLO
(Parody)
 
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I have just arrived in London from the Calais-Dover boat
And I haven't got a cent, not enough to pay the rent
And the language I am using now the 'War Cry' wouldn't quote
I'm an oofless, rapless, stoney-broken gent
Yes, a rapless, stoney-broken, oofless gent

Chorus: As I tramp my feet
Up Regent Street
You can hear the folks declare
'He must be soft up there'
They've been and skimmed him fair
I don't care a hang
You can hear me slang
With the most outrageous 'cuss' and 'dang'
At the bank that broke the man at Monte Carlo


I played hard at the tables at the Monte Carlo hell
I was standing champagne, to the ladies, just a few
I was called 'My Lord' and smiled on by each charming mademoiselle
Till I broke, and then they called me 'Lord knows who'
Then they called me 'stoney-English-Lord knows who'

Chorus:

I'm about to make my debut in the Great Bankruptcy Court
Debts will make a tidy bill, assets absolutely nil
And then to Holloway I reckon soon I shall be brought
And Holloway is such a bitter pill
To a gent like me it's such a bitter pill

Chorus:

 
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Performed by W.P. Dempsey
 
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