Take a picaninny
And a watermelon
With a touch of blue blood
And you got the kind of immigrant the Tory Boys like
They love a bit of Latin rhetoric
Imperial not metric, yeah
You know you lump it all together
And you got a recipe for an empire scene
Oh what a Brexit dream
If it could only come true, you know, you know

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough to take the tories,
What, what, what
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out talented coloured people by the score

We got the mainstream media bias
And dirty little liars
Working class tory pariahs
And apparently it matters what religion you choose

Be thankful you are not disabled
Cos then we’ll really be distasteful
We’ll cut your money cos it’s wasteful
We think that you don’t understand just what your money means
I think I’ll lie to the queen
It’ s only fair that she tows the line, you know,

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough, big enough. big  enough to take the tories,
What, what, what
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And then just turn off the gas and walk right out the door