The situation now is like
a game of Pass The Parcel.
You rip each shitty layer;
in the middle’s Barnard Castle.
We tried to keep ourselves at home
regardless of the hassle.
Us common folk, we didn’t know
the way to Barnard Castle.
Now everything is garbled
and it’s down to just one arsehole,
a man who thought he’d take a trip
to check out Barnard Castle.
Consider now the mess we’re in:
the shattered panes of glass’ll
leave a trail of broken shards
that lead to Barnard Castle.
So let them obfuscate the facts;
the flimsiest of masks’ll
slip right off their countenance
revealing Barnard Castle.
