For all me life I have been living among 'em:  savages. savages in suits.

Now they are becoming increasingly loathsome to me.

As a kid in bed I was alone, like a boat afloat in the sea.

Spotted land? Savages abound, in the suburbs, in the town

Savages abound.

Cultivating selfishness, meanness and spite.

Their unholy trinity: y've made yer bed, now lie on it,

spare the rod and spoil the child, children should be seen and not heard

These cruel words still infest the hearts of the lesser-spotted English savage:

Book hotels without the nuisance of children, no kids near you on a plane,

If children misbehave, it's the socialists to blame!