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In the year Forty Eight Ninety One
Igbay Rotherbay disappeared
Leaving behind everyone
Alone
We were left on our own
Burdened
Every beast for itself

In the following months
That's when they came
Maurauders without name
Through fences never mended
So many innocents
Their lives prematurely ended
Literally a supermarket shelf
We were

Hiding as best as we could
Running scared did no good whatsoever
Under the blinded Eye In The Sky
Time came for us to do or die
It was now or never
The prospect of Anarchy forever
That a few brave souls chose to defy

Fire!
FIRE!
Men, steady that pressurehose
Wash back those Dingoes!

If all else fails
Stomp on their bushy tails
Use your bare hooves
To beat down the Wolves!

You may prowl
And you may growl
You may rule the streets
When darkness falls

You may huff
And you may puff
But you'll never get inside these walls!

Every day from Dusk to Dawn
The bloody battle raged on
In the year Forty Eight Ninety One

Rotherbay, Igbay
The Man had simply gone away
And the only thing to save the day?

Ten tons of mean and lean bacon

You may give it your best howl
We'll never throw in the towel
Fight you 'till our last breath
To the death and then some

You may huff and you may puff
It will never be enough
You may take our fowl
But you'll never take our FREEEEEEEDOM!



Luitenant Percival!

Grunt, yessir!?!

You may oink fire at will