The village vicar he was there,
Dressed in his black shroud,
He was hanging from the chandelier
and pi**ing on the crowd

The vicar's wife she was there,
She had the crowd in fits,
She was dropping from the chandelier
and landing on her t*ts

The village farmer he was there,
He danced with scythe in hand,
and every time he did a spin,
He circumcised the band

The village trickster he was there,
He did a super trick,
He pulled his cape around his head
and vanished up his pr*ck

The village virgin she was there,
She was dressed in white,
They pinned her to the barn door
and plastered her in sh*te.

The village maiden she was there,
She was dressed in red,
They pinned her to the barn door
and f**ked her till she bled.

The village blacksmith he was there,
His balls were made of brass,
and every time he did a jig,
Sparks flew up his ar*e