the viceroy’s forgotten whose kingdom he guards
he’s looting the lands that he holds
seminal power has been bastardised
by one who’s unworthy and bold
hounding to hell, he pillages grain
grown for the bread of them all
laughs as he does with a hoit and a toit
oh, the viceroy is having a ball
crown on the head though who here has placed
their trust in sceptred high-hand
usurper and charlatan chasing the throne
big chief thinks he’s making a stand
the natives are drumming, the smoke’s on the peaks
warpaint is blue with white cross
viceroy can number the years he has left
who needs an upstart as a boss
scottishmomus 
Revolution in the air? Problem is they always get usurped by the same power-crazed megalomaniacs.
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Doesn’t history make you sick that that’s true? Maybe that’s all the more reason why natives everywhere are so restless. Utterly scunnered with the power bases.
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Sadly, yes. ‘Scunnered’ – that’s a new one. I shall add it to my word bank!
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a right proper indictment of political monsters on both sides of the pond
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Up their own jacksies, most of them.
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The rebel, they overthrow, it goes to their heads and then they become the problem. Just look at us!!
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A vicious circle right enough, Beth.
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