Out and About London

by Thomas Burke

Hail, hail, the gang's all here!

What th'ell do we care?

What th'ell do we care?

Hail, hail, the gang's all here,

So what th'ell do we care now?

Then "Happy-land":—

I wish I was in Happy-land,

Where rivers of beer abound;

With sloe-gin rickies hanging on the trees

And high-balls rolling on the ground.