Accession Impressions

God wears the bling, Its a constitution ting, King Chazza going to fix it, Give the corgis their biscuits, Now he's got the crown He can turn that frown upside down, There's no way his Regal reign Will get washed down the drain The Patri, mono and hier archies Rely too much on his malarkeyGod wears the bling, Its a constitution ting, King Chazza going to fix it, Give the corgis their biscuits, Now he's got the crown He can turn that frown upside down, There's no way his Regal reign Will get washed down the drain The Patri, mono and hier archies Rely too much on his malarkey To dazzle the curious populace That might wonder if now its the time and place To shed the over familiar embrace Of a pale, stale, overripe monarchy The media's wet dream fantasy Filling front pages with hyper hysteria, 'Did Andrew deflower a teenager under  the wisteria...?' What will it take for everyone to see, He's no emperor and, without clothes on He's as naked as you and me....