'Have you heard the one about the Irishman?'
   Sick and tired of Irish jokes
   He said farewell to all his folks (bye bye)
   Left his home to have some fun
   Packed his clothes and a gatling gun
   Secretly, with ill intent
   Into the House of Parliament
   Where politicians sit and croak (hear hear)
   Inventing all those racist jokes
   He pulls the gun out from his coat
   And loudly shouts out 'Here's my vote!'
   'Have you heard the one about the Irishman?'
   '...he had the last laugh.'