Lyrics:
Because of
Oliver Cromwell, Lord Protector of England (Puritan)
Born in 1599, died in 1658 (September).
Was at first (only) MP for Huntingdon (but
honor held on high
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you
you Oliver Cromwell, you who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers whom
honor held on high
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you
upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate forefathers
honor held on high
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you
to death of Labor, and Tories
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line that still salute him
And will salute him forever
are sick to death of Labour, and Tories,
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell,
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute
honour held on high?
[Chorus]
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in Hell
For the horrors
of Labor, and Tories,
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell,
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute him
Forever
of Labor, and Tories,
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell,
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute him
Forever
of Labor, and Tories,
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell,
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute him
Forever
Oliver Cromwell lay buried and dead,
Hee-haw, buried and dead,
There grew an old apple-tree over his head,
Hee-haw, over his head.
The apples
The Parliamentarians led by Oliver Cromwell presided over a de facto republic government. Charles II was exiled to France after being defeated by Cromwell’s army
[Chorus]
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our
Passing through the seven gates I ride
Dusty road behind forever
You have got no hope, no place to hide
Iron sides will rise with Oliver Cromwell
like ya lifting a dumb bell
Cos I'm pushing some musical weight
Create don't imitate
Like Oliver Cromwell I lead well
Follow the leader like Eric B
If
to the studio
Weeds to my waist through the concrete-o
I'll never see another sunset
Eyelids are painted on backward ssss
Oliver Cromwell and Bertrand Russell
Are
here since before world war got foxed
oliver cromwell
none of them compared to me, richard III, old crouchback
my kingdom for a horse
to mouth
resuscitation to a horse fly
In a way, I suppose you could say
my experience is quite limited
For example, I never locked Oliver
Cromwell
down driven to hell
Carrying the fire, carrying the fire
By the brute force of Oliver Cromwell
Carrying the fire, carrying the fire
There were lost
A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell
You who raped our Motherland
I hope you're rotting down in hell
For the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate
down driven to hell
Carrying the fire, carrying the fire
By the brute force of Oliver Cromwell
Carrying the fire, carrying the fire
There were lost
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