I'll wait 'till the end of time
Open your mind
surely it's plain to see...
...it's stupid o'clock in the fucking morning, and we're raising a mob in the village square!
March forth, bearing torches! Through the fields and forests! Over ditches until dawn!
And as morning breaks, reach the clifftop and gaze upon ye beach!
Perilously plunge at speed, down through the bristly foliage and dive upon the dunes!
Finally, race over the sandy shore, right into the path of panicked ponies!
Rampaging roans stampede o'er ye cresting waves, before colliding with ye olde mobbe to celebrate 250 years of banking.
As you do!
