The Kink’s “Victoria”

OK, when I first heard this, I was living in Canada and it has always struck a chord with me since I consider myself British rather than English, Welsh, or Scottish (says the person who just celebrated St. Andrew’s Day), or even one of the “colonies” : United States, Canada, New Zealand, Australia, and so on.

Being British is more than being in a place, it is a state of mind.  It is a celebration of our heritage and how that has played out throughout the world.  It is the mixing of cultures and celebration of those cultures.  Of course, this song celebrates being British in the mindset of the Victorians, but I felt that as I walked around wearing my Inverness Cape on St. Andrew’s day since Victoria had a fetish for things Scottish.

So, take it away!

Long ago life was clean
Sex was bad and obscene
And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the Lords
Croquet lawns, village greens
Victoria was my queen
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, ‘toria

I was born, lucky me
In a land that I love
Though I am poor, I am free
When I grow I shall fight
For this land I shall die
Let her sun never set
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, ‘toria
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, toria

Land of hope and gloria
Land of my Victoria
Land of hope and gloria
Land of my Victoria
Victoria, ‘toria
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, ‘toria

Canada to India
Australia to Cornwall
Singapore to Hong Kong
From the West to the East
From the rich to the poor
Victoria loved them all
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria, ‘toria
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria

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