Gunpowder Treason

In the rainy streets of London back in 1605

An old mercenary named Guy Fawkes

Had orders to take the Parlament down

36 barrels of gunpowder placed under the halls

Enough to blow them all in the air

Enough to kill them all

And tonight 400 years later

Still celebrate his death

Remember, remember

The fifth of november

The Gunpowder treason and plot

And I know of no reason

Why the gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot

The existence of a single letter

Brought the plans right down

And soon they were hunted

By the knights of the crown

They siezed Guy in the darkest hour

And put him into chains

In the black rooms of the towern

All he could feel was pain

And tonight 400 years later

Still celebrate his death

Remember, remember

The fifth of november

The Gunpowder treason and plot

And I know of no reason

Why the gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot

Remember, remember

The fifth of november

The Gunpowder treason and plot

And I know of no reason

Why the gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot