please
Don't say I didn't warn you.
Also, I admit to looking up the words for the sake of being correct, since it's been a while since I heard it sung all the way through. I did take the time, however, to fill in the words taken out.
Remember, remember the fifth of November,
the gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see of no reason why gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,
'twas his intent
to blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!
(Now, the part you'll never hear in civilized society.)
A penny loaf to feed the Pope, a farthing of cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down, a faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar, burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head, then we'll say ol' Pope is dead!