Lyrics

Oranges and lemons Say the bells of St. Clement's I owe you five farthings Say the bells of St. Martin's When will you pay me? Say the bells of Old Bailey When I am rich Say the bells of Shoreditch When will that be? Say the bells of Stepney I do not know Say the great bell of Bow Here comes a candle to light you to bed Here comes a chopper to chop off your head Chip, chop Chip, chop Chip, chop Chip, chop Chip, chop Chip, chop Chip, chop Chip, chop Last man's dead