Believe it or not,
I was a big fan of Speaker's Corner,
On the Edge of Hyde Park,
When I lived in England.
Every time I went by Speaker's Corner
I would stop and listen
To the person or persons,
Usually members of the Raving Loonie Party,
Going on about fuck knows what.
I would look at the crazy motherfucker
Up on his box and be thinking,
"I want to be you,"
When the people I was with returned
To the corner looking for me.
"What the fuck you doing mate?"
One of the people I knew in England would ask.
"They're Raving Fucking Loonies."
"I am a Canadian." I'd explain.
"The Raving Fucking Loonies are My People."