now, after long travails, the birds singing, in the morning
they say, a northern war, is coming
now, pals, i'm absolutely, fucking not interested, in convincing
you, that, there is a lake, beyond the hills
a lake, not a tiny pond, nor a tea cup
now, these fucking assholes, are transforming, this island
into a, fucking, politically correct, fucking rat hole
now, you say, man, stop fucking, say, thank you, dear madam
looking out the window, the birds, are feee, as the birds