There’s a Black Swan circulating around Whitehall
Giving everyone the fear
It is more brutal than the Yellowhammer
It’ll break your arm if you let it near

Wear a tin foil hat like they used to in the old days
Wear a tin foil hat and a pair of brogues
Ride the black swan and pretend you’re going insane
And smash your teeth in like you’re in The Pogues
Prorogue

Catch a bright starling, place it on your forehead
Fetch a few owls and baby, you will see
Take a black swan and sit it on your shoulder
And then you’ll have an aviary

Da-da-da-di-di-da, da-da-da-di-di-da ….

 

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