Darren Hayman & The Short Parliament impossibilities

When sorcerers do leave their charm,
And spiders do the fly no harm.

And when the blackbird leaves to sing,

And likewise serpents for to sting.
And what is worse has turned to best,
And crabs with swallows build their nests?

And little bees shall castles bear,

And fly so with them through the air.
Then you may say aye and not ‘til then,

The world is full of honest men.

The you may say, aye and justly too

The old world now is turned anew
When snow falls back and crows be white,

And all things that are wrong turn right. 

When men with pearl do fatten hogs,

And mewing cats do menace dogs.


Where water burns and fire doth freeze,

And oysters grow as fruit on trees.

When darkness doth outshine the light,

And snails surpass the arrow’s flight.
Then you may say aye and not ‘til then,

The world is full of honest men.

The you may say, aye and justly too

The old world now is turned anew
When Lucifer an angel turns,

And when in hell no fire burns.

When men are prone to such good will,

That they to no-one will do ill.

When Westminster doth eastward stand,

And touches neither sea nor land.

And wherein you cannot see,

A lawyer that will take his fee.


Then you may say aye and not ‘til then,

The world is full of honest men.

The you may say, aye and justly too

The old world now is turned anew.