1 ring for the Queen on her golden thrown,
3 rings for the political parties under big ben,
7 for the lines of cars bound by traffic cones,
9 for the headless chickens trapped in random pens.
In the land of England where the shadows lie,
1 ring to wave at all, 1 ring to con them,
1 ring to give to all, but in the darkness wrong them,
In the land of England where the shadows lie!