<p>Here on these cliffs of Dover
So high you can’t see over
And while your head is spinning
Hold tight, it’s just beginning </p>
<p>You come from parents wanton
A childhood rough and rotten
I come from wealth and beauty
Untouched by work or duty </p>
<p>And oh, my love, my love
And oh, my love, my love
We both go down together</p>