Release the hounds

The chase is underway

Today we bag

A different kind of prey

Hear the bugle call

We're feasting on a Lord today

If you're highborn

And well moustachioed

You may expect

A gutting in the road

Hear the bugle call

Are you the next to fall

To quench the killer's sword today

We're feasting on a Lord today

It seems in England

We have two laws

One for the rich

Another for the poor

But if your bobbies come knocking on our doors

You best prepare

To get a knock on yours

A hooded guest you'll greet in your salon

A silver tray he'll serve your carcass on

Uncork the beaujolais

O watch the scarlet spray

We'll guzzle and we'll gorge today

We're feasting on a Lord today