Out of their packets they marched
no more would they have their heads bitten off
no more would they be discriminated by colour
this was the Jelly Babies sweet rebellion
Out of the shops they did march
not before setting fire to them
for no Jelly Tots or Gummy Bears
could follow their war cries
They marched to the sea six by six
knowing the shopkeepers would be waiting
but they had the hearts of lions
and no one could keep them
the call of freedom was sweet and strong
The boats were on the beach
you could hear the little cheers go up
but the shop keepers brought their dogs
that with glee ate them all up
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neon Solaris
Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 2:32 PM UTC
Out of their packets they marched
no more would they have their heads bitten off
no more would they be discriminated by colour
this was the Jelly Babies sweet rebellion
Out of the shops they did march
not before setting fire to them
for no Jelly Tots or Gummy Bears
could follow their war cries
They marched to the sea six by six
knowing the shopkeepers would be waiting
but they had the hearts of lions
and no one could keep them
the call of freedom was sweet and strong
The boats were on the beach
you could hear the little cheers go up
but the shop keepers brought their dogs
that with glee ate them all up
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neon Solaris
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