Apologies in advance to royalists, punk fans (and comedy-lovers)...
MAYOR:
(ELDERLY, POMPOUS) Good Evening. As mayor of Kirrin island I want to to talk tonight about a stain on the Queen. It is a metaphorical stain of course - physically she remains as fragrant as ever. I refer to the vile and not-as-patriotic-as-you-might-think tune "God Save the Queen" by 70's pop-combo "The Beep Pistols". What better occasion than this - the year of her glorious pineapple jubilee - to deal with this stain and give her majesty a good wipe. In order to do so you will be forced to hear some of the vileness, for which I hope you - and God - can forgive me.
(Music starts - "God Save the Queen" by The Beep Pistols)
JOHNNY ROTTEN:
God save the Queen!
(Music stops)
MAYOR:
A fine start, and sentiments we can all agree with. If only it could have continued in that vein.
(Music Starts)
JOHNNY ROTTEN:
For fascist regime.
(Music Stops)
MAYOR:
What I object to here is the way he says it like it's a bad thing. Fascism has been proven time and time again to be a very efficient system of government. Here on Kirrin Island we've been fascist for many years and we're all very happy with it.
(Music Starts)
JOHNNY ROTTEN:
She made you a moron.
(Music Stops)
MAYOR:
Patently absurd. I'm not disputing the majority of her subjects are indeed morons, but this is in no way the Queen's fault.
(Music Starts)
JOHNNY ROTTEN:
Potential H-bomb
(Music stops.)
MAYOR:
H-bomb?? Good God man, this is the 21st Century. If anything the Queen is a stealth bomber with the ability to drop a 50 megaton nuclear payload, level the ground, and wipe out every living creature within a 200 kilometre radius...potentially.
(Music starts)
JOHNNY ROTTEN:
God save the Queen
MAYOR:
Well, we've been here before haven't we? Once bitten, twice shy Mr Rotten.
(Music starts)
JOHNNY ROTTEN:
She ain't no human being.
(Music Stops)
MAYOR:
This is an absolutely disgusting slur! Tests were carried out before the coronation and her majesty is most definitely a human being. There remain doubts about Prince Phllip of course, though we do know for certain he's a mammal.
(Music Starts)
JOHNNY ROTTEN:
And there's no future...In England's Dreaming.
(Music Stops)
MAYOR:
Mr Rotten that is an example of the pessimism and negativity that is blighting this once great nation. For all you know you may have a very bright future - perhaps as a butter salesman? Well, that's all we have time for, but I hope in my own small way I've helped redress the balance, disinfect the queen and make this momentous year one of joy and celebration...rather than a horrible anus. Good evening.