Feasting on a Lord

Release the hounds
 The chase is underway
 Today we bag
 A different kind of prey
 Hear the bugle call,
 we're feasting on a lord today!
 If you're highborn
 and well moustachioed
 you may expect
 a gutting in the road!
 Hear the bugle call
 are you the next to fall?
 To quench the killer's sword today?
 We're feasting on a lord today!
 It seems in England
 We have two laws
 One for the rich
 Another for the poor
 But if your bobbies come knocking on our doors
 you best prepare
 to get a knock on yours!
 A hooded guest, you'll greet in your salon
 A silver tray he'll serve your carcass on.
 Uncork the beaujolais!
 O! Watch the scarlet spray!
 We'll guzzle and we'll gorge today!
 We're feasting on a lord today!