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While I wrote this song I was, as well, as angry as hell about what Blair was doing, licking Bush's bottom! The table (it has a brass plaque) is in the Mother Shipton Inn, Knaresborough, North Yorkshire, England. In case you didn't know: Guy Fawkes tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament in 1605, giving rise to the old anarchist slogan: 'Vote for Guy Fawkes - the only man ever to enter Parliament with honest intentions..' GUY FAWKES' TABLE I'm sitting at Guy Fawkes' table The day Parliament voted for war Though the mass of the people opposed it And it flouts international law I'm sitting at Guy Fawkes' table While American thugs flaunt their power Egged on by a sad little muppet And his craven and cowardly shower. CHORUS Aneurin Bevan, your party is dead And the time for a new one is nigh Will the last person Left please turn out the lights? New Labour, just fuck off and die. They won't be caught up in the carnage They'll be pontificating right here Their kids won't be Iraqi conscripts Moved down while they're shitting with fear Saddam was the Yanks' chosen ally On a whim, they now say he must fall Letras de cancionesSo they'll carpet bomb defenceless soldiers - But that's not âmass destruction' at all.... CHORUS I'm sitting at Guy Fawkes' table As Bush and his muppet connive And I'm filled with unspeakable anger And I'm thinking of 1605 One message, Dishonourable Members Who endorsed an illegal attack - No, I don't want to bomb you like Guy did But I'd love to send you to Iraq. CHORUS We need a new socialist party - But not the Judean People's Front Not another small sect, but a movement With the power to change and confront We need an electoral system Which gives every voter a voice 'Cos we're fed up with voting for traitors And we have the right to a choice! CHORUS From Letras Mania