Let the Summer Holidays begin,
So off we go to Benin,
To the airport, to the plane,
Away we go to the state of Maine,

From Italy to Pakistan,
Then Peru and Kyrgyzstan,
The Summer Holidays are great,
Especially with your mates,

The best part of the holiday,
Was when I was in the Bay of Biscay,
Where I ate a horse that went neigh,
During my Summer Holiday,

Now It’s time to kiss the holidays goodbye,
Where we will all cry,
And return to the forced labour camp AKA School,
Where life is not so cool,