What I remember;
We're all living at the Cloisters, that's what we call our home.
It's cloister The Crown and cloister The Plough,
Closter the Anchor and the Old Dun Cow,
Cloister, cloister the Brewery where(and?)we can all smell what they brew.
But we don't care tuppence when the rent man comes,
'Cause we're cloister the workhouse too