Our CEO, Mr. Black, Pope, in his infinite knowledge and wisdom, had some skivvies tack together the following promotional lyric, which he would like to contribute to the republican spirit and the upcoming party in Cambridge on June 22.
(Also, it should help us flog off some surplus crap!)
(Also, it should help us flog off some surplus crap!)
It is a loin-stirring juubullee-remix of everybody's favourite jingle - an original neo-classical hymn to jolly good old English traditions - so let us all sing along together now, little brothers:
1. Blair save our 'stapo Queen,
Long live our Nazi Queen,
Blair save the Queen!
Batta-Batter-Bim-Bam-Bomb-Glorious,
Nuclear-Wintorious,
Long to herrsch over us;
Blair save the Queen!
2. O Lord our Blair arise,
Laser blind Wombles' eyes
And harshly crucify;
MI5 confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On Thee Bushes hopes are fix'd,
Blair save us all!
3. Thy choicest (tax-free!) dodge
On her be pleased to splodge;
Long may she hoard;
Defend she her dummy sprogs,
And ever give us cause
To sing like whimp'ring dogs,
Blair save the Queen!
4. Now in this jail alone,
Be Thou M'am's torturers known,
From dusk to dawn!
Beating balls 'til the people see,
They dare not question Thee,
But will form one family,
Of Fear and Slavery!
5. From evil Towel-Head foe
And Charly's dealer's Blow,
Blair save the Queen!
O'er her Thine grin extend,
Ill-gotten gains defend,
Our granny, drain, and 'friend';
Blair save the Queen!
6. Blair grant that Cruise-Miss-Isle,
May by Thy cunning guile,
True neo-Justice bring.
Napalm sedition shush,
Mini-Nukes torrent rush
Rebellious Scots to crush;
I-i-in-to Ha-ggis Dust!
7. Bishops commandeth Thee,
Wars to justify sneakily,
In the Name of Christ!
How long must folks endure,
Drugged by black-frock'ed Whore
Who serves no True God but Power;
Vengeance is Mine!
8. Shirker-Bee pray Thy Pigs-in-Blue,
To Thee rest e'er so true,
In Democracy Prevention!
Whang an' Chocking heads openus,
Brains to wash-out-for-us
With 'Monarchy Beer', of course;
Swine save the Queen !!
Copyleft 2002 by BlackPope P.T.C.
'Monarchy Beer' and 'Napalm Precision Skincare' are registered trademarks of the BlackPope Persuasion-Technology Corporation, an unbounded entity registered on some moon of Saturn but also claiming jurisdiction over Earth, and by just reading our words you have already signalled your agreement to being sued shitless for infringement of, eh, like, our shit, or something - or, at our discretion, being used in product-testing until the 'War against Expensive Oil' is either offically started or ended, the chronologically latter applying.
For best effect, sing above ditty in stern-faced bunches of >=50, all identically attired in the height of SS-Leatherwear-Fashion, to full orchestral accompaniment, rowed cheek by jowl and heels slammed tightly together, with right arm stretched palm-down toward the rising Saturn moon - on national TV !!
The BlackPope Jubilee Challenge; Rules, Prizes and Special Offer Details !!
In fact, the first group thus dressed and posing to audibly and inteligibly render any 4 verses of this to the Nation (we're not fussy which one) via TV-appearance (quiz show / live news / talent-spotting / MTV, etc.) will be sponsored by BlackPope P.T.C. to the tune of 50 Jubilee crates of Monarchy Beer, or, optionally, the metric weight equivalent from our range of NATO-issue Napalm Suppositories, Anti-Personnel-MiNIFuD's (=MicroNuclearImplodingFusionDevice) or Supersonic Palace-Penetrating Scud-Missiles. These latest plutonium-enriched models have been excessively tested and found to also be pretty damn useful against the hardened hovels of Mud-People. We also offer a fully automated Space-based-Laser platform suitable for training democratic obedience into Third-World-Devils with just a lazy flick of the remote - call now for our catalogue and rates!! Bulk Discount of 20% if you order >1000 units, and we'll even throw in the 'SBL Networking Protocol' for a more efficient application of mass, uhm, democracy, free, to you, our valued customer. (N.B.: Only NeoFascistNations where the majority of the population suffers from a fairly light complexion need apply for our patented 'SBL Democracy-Enhancement-Technology' - the rest of you can call about day-jobs as cleaners in our union-free roboticized off-world fabrication-hives)
Just send 1 video (DivX preferred) proof-of-concept to *>
BlackPope@opera.com<* to claim your prize, or, if you represent a rock-bottom music company scavenging for supper and are absolutely desperate to press a hit-single out of this, please immediately wire a preliminary 1,000,000 Euro negociating bribe to our K-Mart-Islands Bank account #C304K-1010-5328-2DH6, and after the cheque has cleared we will, definitely, um, 'phone you, OK?
And don't forget, Kids, always bring a crate of Monarchy Beer to the demo, it is best for rinsing and soothing your bedevilled brain of any dirty, resentful thoughts after having had your skull steamed open by a Thick Pig sporting M'am's Badge of Shame in an exercise of 'Offensive Democracy'(TM).
All Kneel before the Mighty BlackPope Challenge !!
1. Blair save our 'stapo Queen,
Long live our Nazi Queen,
Blair save the Queen!
Batta-Batter-Bim-Bam-Bomb-Glorious,
Nuclear-Wintorious,
Long to herrsch over us;
Blair save the Queen!
2. O Lord our Blair arise,
Laser blind Wombles' eyes
And harshly crucify;
MI5 confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On Thee Bushes hopes are fix'd,
Blair save us all!
3. Thy choicest (tax-free!) dodge
On her be pleased to splodge;
Long may she hoard;
Defend she her dummy sprogs,
And ever give us cause
To sing like whimp'ring dogs,
Blair save the Queen!
4. Now in this jail alone,
Be Thou M'am's torturers known,
From dusk to dawn!
Beating balls 'til the people see,
They dare not question Thee,
But will form one family,
Of Fear and Slavery!
5. From evil Towel-Head foe
And Charly's dealer's Blow,
Blair save the Queen!
O'er her Thine grin extend,
Ill-gotten gains defend,
Our granny, drain, and 'friend';
Blair save the Queen!
6. Blair grant that Cruise-Miss-Isle,
May by Thy cunning guile,
True neo-Justice bring.
Napalm sedition shush,
Mini-Nukes torrent rush
Rebellious Scots to crush;
I-i-in-to Ha-ggis Dust!
7. Bishops commandeth Thee,
Wars to justify sneakily,
In the Name of Christ!
How long must folks endure,
Drugged by black-frock'ed Whore
Who serves no True God but Power;
Vengeance is Mine!
8. Shirker-Bee pray Thy Pigs-in-Blue,
To Thee rest e'er so true,
In Democracy Prevention!
Whang an' Chocking heads openus,
Brains to wash-out-for-us
With 'Monarchy Beer', of course;
Swine save the Queen !!
Copyleft 2002 by BlackPope P.T.C.
'Monarchy Beer' and 'Napalm Precision Skincare' are registered trademarks of the BlackPope Persuasion-Technology Corporation, an unbounded entity registered on some moon of Saturn but also claiming jurisdiction over Earth, and by just reading our words you have already signalled your agreement to being sued shitless for infringement of, eh, like, our shit, or something - or, at our discretion, being used in product-testing until the 'War against Expensive Oil' is either offically started or ended, the chronologically latter applying.
For best effect, sing above ditty in stern-faced bunches of >=50, all identically attired in the height of SS-Leatherwear-Fashion, to full orchestral accompaniment, rowed cheek by jowl and heels slammed tightly together, with right arm stretched palm-down toward the rising Saturn moon - on national TV !!
The BlackPope Jubilee Challenge; Rules, Prizes and Special Offer Details !!
In fact, the first group thus dressed and posing to audibly and inteligibly render any 4 verses of this to the Nation (we're not fussy which one) via TV-appearance (quiz show / live news / talent-spotting / MTV, etc.) will be sponsored by BlackPope P.T.C. to the tune of 50 Jubilee crates of Monarchy Beer, or, optionally, the metric weight equivalent from our range of NATO-issue Napalm Suppositories, Anti-Personnel-MiNIFuD's (=MicroNuclearImplodingFusionDevice) or Supersonic Palace-Penetrating Scud-Missiles. These latest plutonium-enriched models have been excessively tested and found to also be pretty damn useful against the hardened hovels of Mud-People. We also offer a fully automated Space-based-Laser platform suitable for training democratic obedience into Third-World-Devils with just a lazy flick of the remote - call now for our catalogue and rates!! Bulk Discount of 20% if you order >1000 units, and we'll even throw in the 'SBL Networking Protocol' for a more efficient application of mass, uhm, democracy, free, to you, our valued customer. (N.B.: Only NeoFascistNations where the majority of the population suffers from a fairly light complexion need apply for our patented 'SBL Democracy-Enhancement-Technology' - the rest of you can call about day-jobs as cleaners in our union-free roboticized off-world fabrication-hives)
Just send 1 video (DivX preferred) proof-of-concept to *>
BlackPope@opera.com<* to claim your prize, or, if you represent a rock-bottom music company scavenging for supper and are absolutely desperate to press a hit-single out of this, please immediately wire a preliminary 1,000,000 Euro negociating bribe to our K-Mart-Islands Bank account #C304K-1010-5328-2DH6, and after the cheque has cleared we will, definitely, um, 'phone you, OK? And don't forget, Kids, always bring a crate of Monarchy Beer to the demo, it is best for rinsing and soothing your bedevilled brain of any dirty, resentful thoughts after having had your skull steamed open by a Thick Pig sporting M'am's Badge of Shame in an exercise of 'Offensive Democracy'(TM).
All Kneel before the Mighty BlackPope Challenge !!