Queen - "troke" lyrics

He's a fairy feller
The fairy folk have gathered round
the new moon shine
To see the feller crack a nut at nights noon time
To swing his axe he swears
As it climbs he dares to deliver...
The master stroke

Ploughman, Waggoner Will, and types
Politician with senatorial pipe -
He's a dilly dally-o
Pedagouge squinting, wears a frown
And the satyr peers under lady's gown,
Dirty fellow
What a dirty laddio
Tatterdemalion and a junketeer
There's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter -
He's my hero
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy
Of his lady friend
The nymph is yellow
"Can we see the master stroke"
What a quaere fellow

Soldier, sailor, tinker, tailor, ploughboy
Waiting to hear the sound
And the arch-magician presides
He is the leader
Oberon and Titania watched by a harridan
Mab is the queen
and there's a good apothecary man
Come to say hello
Fairy dandy tickling the fancy
Of his lady friend
The nymph in yellow
What a quaere fellow
The ostler stares with hands on his knees
Come on Mr Feller
Crack it open if you please
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