The Duckworth Lewis Method - Jiggery Pokery lyrics

'Twas the first test of The Ashes series 1993, Australia had only managed 289 and we Felt all was going to plan, that first innings at Old Trafford, Then Merv Hughes and his handlebar moustache dismissed poor Athers. I took the crease to great applause and focused on me dinner, I knew that I had little cause to fear their young leg spinner, He loosened up his shoulders and with no run up at all, He rolled his right arm over and he let go of the ball. It was... Jiggery pokery, trickery chokery, how did he open me up? Robbery! Muggery! Aussie skull duggery, out for a buggering duck. What a delivery, I might as well have been holding a contraba**oon, Jiggery pokery, who was this nobody making me look a buffoon? Like a blithering old baffoon... At first the ball looked straight enough, I had it in my sights, But such was its rotation that it swerved out to the right, I thought "Well that's a leg break, that's easily defended" So I stuck my left leg out and jammed my bat against it. But the ball it spun obscenely and out of the rough it jumped, Veered back across my bat and pad, clipping my off stump, It took a while to hit me, I momentarily lingered, But then I saw old Dickie Bird slowly raise his finger. It was... Jiggery pokery, trickery chokery, how did he open me up? Robbery! Muggery! Aussie skull duggery, out for a buggering duck. What a delivery, I might as well have been holding a childs balloon, Jiggery pokery, who was this nobody making me look a buffoon? Like an accident prone babboon. Babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon. Babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon. Babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon. Babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon, babboon. How such a ball could be bowled, I don't know but if you asked me, If it had been a cheese roll it would never have got pa**ed me. It was... Jiggery pokery, trickery chokery, how did he open me up? Robbery! Muggery! Aussie skull duggery, what in the buggery f... Was his delivery, I might as well have been holding a cob of corn, Jiggery pokery, who was this nobody making me look so forlorn? I hate Shane Warne!