Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Burlington
I wonder to myself
“Could life ever be sane again?”
The Tweed side streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
Hopes may rise Gananoque
But honey pie, you’re in harms way
So you run down to the safety of the town
But there’s panic on the streets of Kingston
Trenton, Dundas, Humber Bay
I wonder to myself
Burn down the Queen’s Park
Hang the blessed Premier
The fake “majority” they constantly play
It says nothing to me about my life
Hang the blessed Premier
The fake “majority” they constantly play
On the Guelph side streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog ’round
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier, hang the Premier, hang the Premier
Hang the Premier