If you accept and agree
that it's not down to you
and it ain't down to me,
then who is to blame?
Who put my name to the fore when the talk turned to war and the *** started to boil?
this is my land and,
if and then which will not be when they tell me to fight,I shall decide what is just,and just what is right,
Not some Whitehall geezer who thinks it jolly beezer to rattle the swords.

The witches song.

Eye of gnat,one ministry t*at
and several shades of men in the pay at westminster today
stir them round until the ground is scorched
and we will all be torched and burn
turn and spit
at witless men who went to war, even when
we said no,
and there you go
another spell
and one more smell in
parliament.

It's not down to me,it couldn't be
I didn't vote to put on a coat
of armour.