Telt, he needed telling
Telt, he’s such a bellend
Telt, you know he needed telling, telt
When Boris Johnson came up to Edinburgh
He thought he’d pop along to Bute House to see Nicola
But he got booed and did not feel so self assured
I think you’ll find he changed his mind and left by the back door
Skelped on the backside, the fucking clown
We don’t appreciate you being round
Get back to the London underground
Won’t you please, please be telt
And now our lives have changed in oh so many ways
Our independence seems to vanish in the haze
Oh every now and then I feel so insecure
We need independence like we’ve never done before
Skelped on the backside, the fucking clown
We don’t appreciate you being round
Get back to the London underground
Won’t you please, please be telt
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