The second verse refers to a Harley Street surgeon but at the time of the Christine Keeler scandal there was an osteopath called Dr Steven Ward involved so osteopath was often substituted (and shouted) although it doesn't scan.
My father makes counterfeit money,
My mother makes illicit gin,
My sister makes love for a shilling,
My God how the money rolls in.
CHORUS:
Rolls in, rolls in,
My God how the money rolls in, rolls in,
Rolls in, rolls in,
My God how the money rolls in.
My cousin's a Harley Street surgeon (or osteopath),
With instruments long, sharp, and thin,
He'll do an abortion for nine pence,
My God how the money rolls in.
CHORUS:
My aunt keeps a girls seminary,
A teaching young girls to begin,
She doesn't say how they should finish,
My God how the money rolls in
CHORUS:
My brother's a brave missionary,
A saving young women from sin,
He'll save you a blonde for a shilling,
My God how the money rolls in.
CHORUS:
My grandad sells cheap prophylactics,
He punctures the head with a pin,
While grandma gets rich from abortions,
My God How the money rolls in.
CHORUS:
My brother lies over the ocean,
My sister lies over the sea.
My father lay over my mother,
And that's how they got little me.
CHORUS:
My one skin hangs down to my two skin,
My two skin hangs down to my three,
My three skin hangs down to my foreskin,
My foreskin hangs down to my knee.
CHORUS:
Roll back, roll back,
Oh, roll back my foreskin for me, for me,
Roll back, roll back,
Oh roll back my foreskin for me.
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