When the expedition had finished with finished men The night before had come The stars were at their brightest And glowing towards angry hornets The watch, and the rat holes had been maintained But the watchers have shifted to the hill slope above the holes They squatted there, for rather a month and a few Lining the damp with whisky, the others rest in the house The three leaders discussed And that's where the men who rose once in the night Assumed there's a clear to the debts Everyone sunk the rat hole sinkholes Started off and set a fire, lead by the Czar towards the wasp's nest BANG, BANG, BANG! A sequence of shouts A long silence, hey, hey! And then stillness Kensington! The worthy rats Look Kensington Kesington! Where is the expedition? Where is the expedition? Muahahahaha! And the expedition had finally finished The night had fully come The stars were at their brightest And glowing towards angry hornets The watch, and the rat holes had been maintained But the watchers have shifted to the hill slope above the holes A sequence of echoes, BANG! A sequence of echoes, BANG! And then a long silence...