Me have of late been in England
vere me have seen much sport.
De raising of de Parliament
have quite pull'd down de Court
De king and queen dey separate,
and rule in ignorance.
Pray judge ye gentlemen if dis
be a la mode de France.

A vise man dere is like a ship
dat strike upon de shelves.
Dey prison all, behead and vip
all viser dan demselves.
Dey send out men to fetch deyr king
who may come home perchance:
O fy, fy, fy it is be gar
not a la mode de France.

Dey raise deyr valiant prentices
to guard deyr cause with clubs;
dey turn deyr bishops out of doors
and preash demselves in tubs.
De cobler and de tinker too,
dey vill in time advance;
Gar take dem all, it is (mort Dieu)
not a la mode de France.

Instead of bowing to dayr king
day vex him vith epistles;
dey furnish all deyr souldiers out
vith bodkins spoons and vhistles;
dey bring deyr gold and silver in,
de Brownists to advance,
and if dey be cheat of it all
'tis a la mode de France.

But if ven deyr vealth be gone
dey turn unto deyr king,
dey vill all make amends again,
den merrily we will sing.
Vive le Roy, vive le Roy,
ve'll sing, carouse and dance,
de English men have done fort bon,
and a la mode de France.