I must go down to the shops again,
To the shops on Kensington High,
And all I want is some Xboxes
And a streetlight to loot ‘em by,
And some iPhones and some ciggies
And the owners’ fists shaking,
And a laptop and a plasma TV,
And some windows breaking.
I must go down to the shops again,
For the call of the looting crowd
Is a wild call and a clear call,
If technically not allowed.
And all we ask is for cops to stand
Around as the bricks are flying,
And as the stock of the local shops walks out
Amidst their owners’ crying.
I must go down to the shops again,
With the other smiling chavs,
To Curry’s and the Apple Store
To see what we can have;
And all I ask is a bit of a larf
With a cackling fellow looter,
As we ‘elp ourselves to someone’s stuff
‘Cause they ain’t allowed a shooter.
With apologies to John Masefield, though if ‘e ‘adn’t jus’ left the original jus’ lyin’ aroun’ like then I wouldn’ta nicked it, would I?
Sheer genius!
Love it!!!!
It’s the
in you that made you write it 
Poor old Masefield, what did he do to deserve it?
Bravo.
Dunno that Masefiled deserved me hacking his work up like that, but it had to be done really.
You’re talking just like an MP.
Innit
/applause
Bravissimo!
Is that rap?
No, mate. It’s the truth.