Jingle banks, jingle banks, jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is to steal our money all away, oh!
Jingle banks, jingle banks, jingle all the way!
Oh what cracking fun they have when they're on holiday!
Flying to Gstaad, dashing down the piste,
Champers flowing free, as they enjoy their feast!
Laughing at the "plebs", all the mortgagees,
Bankers do not have to work, they live a life of ease! Oh!
Jingle banks, jingle banks, jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is for them, in luxury all day! Oh!
Jingle banks, jingle banks, jingle all the way!
Oh what fun they do all have, on interest WE pay, OY!
Silenced knight, unho-o-ly knight,
All's gone wrong - now you're shite,
Dark per-ver-er-sions cover the land,
Reputations are crum-bling to sand,
Burn in he-ell, we ho-ope,
Hung on the end of a rope.
Fur King Donald Trump looked out, golfing at Balmedie!
But his neighbours did not smile, knowing he was greedy!
Brightly shone his quiff that night, though his orders cru-el!
Water blocked and cables downed, cut-ting off their fu-u-el!
On the twelfth day of interest, my banker showed to me:
Twelve Rollers rolling!
Eleven castles castling!
Ten Lords a-laughing!
Nine Ladies prancing!
Eight maids a-grafting!
Seven caps a-doffing!
Six MPs lying!
FIVE PRI -VATE SCHOOOOOLS!
Four pension pots!
Three french gîtes!
Two country piles!
And a su-i-ci-dal mort-ga-gee!
