Tonight Guy Fawkes might get it right, it's bonfire night. Westminster, the stage is set, place your bets before the bang or hang old ***** high.
At Mansion House before fine fare, sit politicians gorging there and getting fat from this,my land and I stand here with hand held out, a teapot of a man with drooping spout and wilting will, still, Fawkes the hawk may walk the walk and then we'll see the ******* talk, when Parliament goes up in smoke,
Oh *****,***** take a match don't let the watchmen catch you creeping,with lit taper,or you'll be 'sleeping with the fish' It's bonfire night tonight I do wish Guy Fawkes gets it right and one more time, 't would be no crime to light the fuse and run.