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This section of the song is not sung but is printed with the lyrics on the record sleeve: [Ye sons of Britain Who once were free Ye now are slaves to factory Those who walk the path of mole Expect in time to kill they soul Look] Down in the wood in the murky gloom Trolls go marching two by two Down through the cave in the mouth of doom Down down down in the gloom gloom gloom Hey kala ho kala ho la jai Who should come by the moutain way Young Finn Hanley A lute he play Clothed in scarlet livery All wide-eyed in the bright blue day Tiree tiraloo tiraloo i ay This is also printed on the sleeve at the end: [Creative intelligence has been crushed by industrial uniformity?] Aus Songtexte Mania