| When first I came to London In the year of 39 |
| The city looked so wonderful, and the girls were so Divine |
| But the coppers got suspicius, and they soon gave me the knock |
| I was charged with being the owner, of an old alarm clock |
| Well next morning down by Marlborough Street, I caused no little stir |
| The I.R.A were busy and a telephone did burr |
| Says the judge I’m going to charge you, with the possession of this machine. |
| And I’m also going to charge you, with the wearing of the Green |
| Well says I to him, your honour, if you give me half a chance |
| I’ll show you how me small machine can make the peelers dance |
| Well it ticks away polictly, 'till you get an awful shock |
| And it ticks away the gellignite, on me old alarm clock |
| O the judge says listen here my man and I’ll tell you of a plan |
| For you and all your countrymen I do net give a damm |
| Well the only time you’ll take is mine, ten years in Dartmoor dock |
| And you can count it by the ticking, of your old alarm clock. |
| Well this lonely Dartmoor City would put many in the jigs |
| The cell it isn’t pretty and it isn’t very big |
| Sure long ago I’d have left the place, if I had only got, |
| Ah me couple of sticks of gelignite and me old alarm clock |