Repeal no way

Turn that fucking camera off
That came out of the vile mouth of
A Tory yea a Tory toff
Within 12 months the law will be
Consigned to no more wait and see
Ginger and white with big brown eyes
Watch him he is on the rise

Watch him go along the lane
Running free watch them gain
Piebald brown and black they run
The clatter of hooves out in the sun

Through our gardens
Up our lawn
Then through the vegetable patch
At dawn
All the hounds too one by one
They look bonkers in the sun

“Turn that fucking camerA off”
The mounted fat arse hear
him scoff
They have the fox at least the eight
Tearing him to bits let’s wait
Pulling him this way pulling him that
Like a rag just like some rat
Snarl and bloody
There’s no chance
We have the bugger
Watch him dance

We are here to try and see
If we can save the fox
And be
Out there stopping the bloody hunt
Freedom is ours
It is no stunt

Cameron promises hunting men
That within 12 months we can go agen
Hunt the red boy catch his tail
Chase the bugger ore the vale
Through The forest through the grass
The saddle does things to your arse
Makes it sore and make it’s red
But we have put that fox to bed

Tally ho let’s look for more

Yea you got it we’re at war
Over hill and over dale
The hunting men will never fail