When big ben chimes the final time, Robin Hood shall go to Slough.

When apples grow in Scotland Yard then will the Thames be frozen hard.

Every time the clock strikes ten, once shall crow the speckled hen.

When the sea's wet Britain shall forget.

Never more will John O' Groats be part of Devon.

Across the ghost of London Bridge will go the ghost of London.

When the walls and floors are made of butter from town you must flee!

When rivers are made of jam, the hour of freedom's far away.