Mr. Guy Fawkes

Arm in arm upon a windy day
Just to stop ourselves from blowing away
Tongue in cheek we told a policeman  London
Bridge is burning down
                    
Taking out his note-book and pen
Mr Guy Fawkes and his tricks again
London Bridge is looking well today  but not tomorrow

I got my love to keep me warm
I got my love to keep me warm

He's got one love and she is dynamite
Blow your mind and you clean outta sight
He keeps her locked up in a little box  and sings so Softly

I got my love to keep me warm
I got my love to keep me warm
I got my love to keep me warm

In the morning there is nothing left
But the embers of a love grown cold
And the fire that was young is old

Arm in arm upon a starry night
You see them watch the flames die out of sight
Tongue in cheek we told a policeman  London Bridge is burning down

I got my love to keep me warm
I got my love to keep me warm