Thursday, July 2, 2015
Ding Dong! The Union is dead. Which old Union? The Wicked Union!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Union is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Union is dead. She's gone where the goblins go,
Below - below - below. Yo-ho, let's open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Union is dead!
Leader of the house of commons
As leader of the Tory City, In the County of the Land of England, I welcome you most regally.
But we've got to verify it legally, to see
Is morally, ethically
Father No. 2
Undeniably and reliably Dead
As Coroner I must aver, I thoroughly examined her.
And she's not only merely dead, she's really most sincerely dead.
Then this is a day of Independence For all Conservatives and their descendants
Yes, let the joyous news be spread The wicked Old Union at last is