Y’feckin’ us all off ey, Micko?

Y’thinkin’ weez havin’ ye on, ey?

Us Yanks have yanked our last chain,

Mate, and we ARE off our rockets!

& your wankBankers r comin’along

Your asshalves Join Up too, take

A hell to the people too, strafe

The train, bake us in pain

Drain our blood awhile

Suckin’the queens pasty tit,

Just one poke & she bleed to death

If not for all the nurses & the doctors

In her debt. ..Oh ..My DOG, I can’t

Believe we're all the rant that

Went out with the Babes &

The Bathwater..jinglebell

Cheers, Micko! Cheers! Cheers!

Fill the glasses & SHOUT~!