Queen - The Fairy Fellers Master-stroke 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 ace he swears, as it climbs he dares to deliver... the master-stroke ploughman, "waggoner will", and types politician with senatorial pope - he's a dilly-dally-o pedagogue squinting, wears a frown and a satyr peers under lady's gown, dirty fellow what a dirty laddio tatterdemalion and a junketer there's a thief and a dragonfly trumpeter - he's my hero fairy dandy tickling the fancy of his lady friend the nymph in 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