text_original: Your dark unfathomed councils our weakest heads defeat, Our children rout your armies, our boats destroy your fleet, And to complete the dire disgrace, cooped up within a town, You live the scorn of all our host, the slaves of Washington!
text_transcription: DARK UNFATHOMED COUNCILS OUR WEAKEST HEADS DEFEAT OUR CHILDREN ROUT YOUR ARMIES OUR BOATS DESTROY YOUR FEET AND TO COMPLETE THE DIRE DISGRACE COOPED UP WITHIN A TOWN YOU LIVE THE SCORN OF ALL OUR HOST THE SLAVES OF WASHINGTON
phonemes: jʊɹ dˈɑːɹk ʌnfˈæðəmd kˈaʊnsəlz ˌaʊɚ wˈiːkɪst hˈɛdz dᵻfˈiːt, ˌaʊɚ tʃˈɪldɹən ɹˈaʊt jʊɹ ˈɑːɹmiz, ˌaʊɚ bˈoʊts dᵻstɹˈɔɪ jʊɹ flˈiːt, ænd tə kəmplˈiːt ðə dˈaɪɚ dɪsɡɹˈeɪs, kˈuːpt ˌʌp wɪðˌɪn ɐ tˈaʊn, juː lˈɪv ðə skˈɔːɹn ʌv ˈɔːl ˌaʊɚ hˈoʊst, ðə slˈeɪvz ʌv wˈɑːʃɪŋtən!