Riots of London

Liberty Hall The halls are packed with Liberty, She cries FREEDOM on the streets. The halls are packed with Liberty, The children forgo their sweets. Let's have a Ball Smash and grab, fire asunder Take what you can, who cares! Come on people, lets' plunder, Don't worry about the stares. It's your Call Hey coppers, we're over here, What are you going to do in blue? Like Goliath you have the spear But we have our stones too. England's Fall Forever England, forever scarred, A scared community up in arms, Houses burnt, vehicles charred, Come citizens, sound the alarm. Murdered All Standing up for justice, Protecting innocent blood, "That's when the motorist Ran them over m'lud". England's Rise To arms people of England And bring your brooms to sweep Up those in the gutter and Take them off to the Keep It's Our Call We'll clear our streets of chard Of glass and wash away the blood. We know that recession hits you hard And poverty's doors opened the flood. The PM's Call To those of you who caused this pain I say to you again and again; "We shall seek you out, bang on your door To prison you'll go and join the score." The Rioters Ball. To the party the hoodies went Headline news and infamy gained, Lusted and busted, their energy spent Their futures ordained and chained. Whitehall The doors of power convened in suit And Judgement Day sprang to life. Murmurings and guffaws of repute Resonated like Churchillian days of rife.