Kitty. Oranges and lemons, says the bell of St. Clement's.
St. M. You owe me five farthings, says the bell of St. Martin's.
Old Bailey. When will you pay me? says the bell of Old Bailey.
Shoreditch. When I grow rich, says the bell of Shoreditch.
Stepney. When will that be? says the bell of Stepney.
Bow. I'm sure I don't know, says the big bell of Bow. Capital. Now, all together, about the chopper.
[All sing very loud.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
And here comes a chopper to chop off your head.
Neighbours. Oh, what a noise!
Bow. It's Bellringers' Day, ma'am. We may make as much noise as we like. Now then, all together.