This Charmless Man

 

Ruptured barnacle
Clinging to a sinking country, desolate
Will nature make a man of this mess?

Crashing through Downing Street
This charmless man

Why bother with complexity
When the lies run smooth
While you practice deceit?

A woolen bag of shite
Who hasn’t got a stitch to wear
This man is so gruesome
As if someone so loathsome would care

Ah! A Pilsbury doughboy
Coked up on privilege
He said “I don’t touch ching”
He knows fuck all about most things
He knows fuck all about most things

A woolen bag of shite
Who hasn’t got a stitch to wear
This man is so gruesome
As if someone so loathsome would care
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charmless man
Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charmless man

Ah! A jumped up Trump fan boy
Landfill with a face
He said “I don’t touch ching”
He knows fuck all about most things
He knows fuck all about most things
He knows fuck all about most things
He knows fuck all about most things

 

from the album “Arse” by Borrissey. Available here:

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