2019
Oh, what a scream
It could be the worst disaster we’ve ever seen
Let’s go it alone
Let’s buy a drone
And hover over Thunderdome
(with Post Traumatic Syndrome)
Jacob Rees Mogg
Opening his gob
Fly it in there
And spin him into the fog
2019
Get in the sea
Give us a tune on yer golden pianner, Betty
(Knees up David Cameron)
Isn’t it clear?
We’re in reverse gear
They thought that we’d want what they want, which wasn’t what they wanted either
But where are the clowns? The opposing clowns.
They’re not even here
Oh we’re gonna have a vote of no confidence
No confidence
No confidence
Oh we’re gonna have a vote of no confidence
In 2019
2019
Stockpiling fear
2019
Well, happy new year
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