Fare to dare
to fly in the sky
not to stare on ryanair
for we not see
dolly oh golly
it billy connolly
no its yin a din
sit aside three a tee
not to bother thee
Olympic ring near bay
st Pauls along the way
sunshine all that day
it was the month of may
twin room nice and neat
lets go for Italian treat
breakfast to dine was so fine
Marie was an angel of mine
gozo boat trip let it rip
full of sardines and misfits
windy cross sea is the boss
tug of thugs we are all mugs
be head thy baptist
in st johns cathedral
marble of tombs on floors
stunning art to thy doors
master Caravaggio was no saint
he was just to bloody late
blue lagoon was a boom
swarm of ants wet thy pants
mask a task troy to the last
mist of time victoria was divine
temples of doom in the moon
shadow knights full of lights
Valletta nice and so bright
wish i could stay another night