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 !!!