Are you ready for the Sinful Ensemble?
Good clean fun — just a bit of rough and tumble.
Dead dictators out on a ‘lads night’
Ten pints later you’ll see a flashing blue light.
Ever wondered where the evil dead go?
There’s a little place called «Nightmare Scenario»
Unlicenced establishment for former world powers,
Where the drinks are cheap — and it’s open all hours.
Bonaparte’s on brandy — he swills it down his throat,
Hitler sips a Pilsner while he tells a racist joke.
Mussolini leers at Maggie serving at the bar,
Stalin’s out the back trying to sell a dodgy motor car.
Dear God above (if you exist),
Hope you see the funny side to this
Now don’t get cross — don’t bite your nails,
Oh, Son of Man your mission failed.
Are you ready for the Sinful Ensemble?
Good clean fun — just a bit of rough and tumble.
Dead dictators out on a ‘lads night’
Ten pints later you’ll see a flashing blue light.
Herod’s in the family room to baby sit the first born,
Mengele’s got a Gladstone bag of cotton wool and chloroform.
Vlad impales glace cherries on a stick just for a lark,
When Pol Pot turns the lights out they’ll play murder in the dark.
Are you ready for the Sinful Ensemble?
Good clean fun — just a bit of rough and tumble.
Dead dictators out on a ‘lads night’
Ten pints later you’ll see a flashing blue light.
Genghis Khan just parked his lunch all over Nero’s belly,
While the lions beat the christians thirty — nil live on the telly.
Caligula kills ‘My Way’ on the karaoke stage —
Young ‘Chezzy’ Borgia’s barred for life for drinking under age.
This is far more than just a joke.
Can’t you see the fire for the smoke?
Choose any public house you please
And find dictators such as these.
Are you ready for the Sinful Ensemble?
Good clean fun — just a bit of rough and tumble.
Dead dictators out on a ‘lads night’
Ten pints later you’ll see a flashing blue light.
Hell is where the heart lies —
(in Purgatory’s borders).
The great thing ’bout eternity —
They never call last orders!