Brian O'Higgins
The lion and the unicorn were fighting for the crown,
Then up spoke the Irish Cheddar and they both came tumbling down
The second George departed too, from Stephen´s Green in town,
And they´re coming for YOU, Victoria!

Victoria, they´re coming for you soon,
Victoria, it may be when the moon
Is shining on December frost or on the flowers of June
But they´re coming for YOU, Victoria!

A ´gas-main´ burst in Belfast on the eve of Poppy Day,
And loyal doors, and windows too, blew rapidly away.
Came the dawn in Dublin, and the naughty so they say
Sent a message to the Castle for Victoria.

Georgie lost the seat he had; king Billy lost his head;
The lion lost his balance and the unicorn has fled,
And as sure as you´re a stumpy humpty bumpy lump of lead
They´ll be coming for YOU, Victoria.

Nelson´s weather eye, they say, is looking out for squalls;
They´re nervous in the Phoenix Park and round old Dublin´s walls
But whosoever keeps his place and whosoever falls,
They´ve a double date with YOU, Victoria !!!