Villainous Victorian

On page 99 in the terrible timeline
 Mr. Peels Police Force Wicked, you might find
 Foul fun and criminal cures, we really must talk
 A time of new inventions and terrific discoveries
 Where mankind can enhance an exert cruelty
 Exacerbate a master race, perfection's going liberties
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 I am Toby, can't you see?
 Out for the dropsy in your pit and all your tackle, too
 Nine strands of leather, three knots for each
 He took the first strike in silence but the cat leaves streak
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 Oh I'd thought by now you'd realise that real life is clear lies
 Fed to you by an unsuspecting fiend
 Elizabeth Fry, oh, she is furious with Birmingham prison and stories
 Over the crack being turned 10,000 times
 And over in Preston as it festers as the body count booms
 Treadmills are replaced with weaving looms
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 Oh, I hope that her majesty
 Oh, I hope that she remembers me in the 18th century
 Where many men have come before
 And Queen Victoria, she decreed
 She taught me how to talk like a villainous victorian
 She taught me how to talk like a villainous victorian
 She taught me how to talk like a villainous victorian
 She taught me how to talk like a villainous victorian