Brexit Clown
I sing the national anthem To remind me of the empire When we waived the rules With servants and slaves. Sing God Save The Queen and try to not sound sour… Hope that God…
Articles by Tommy Mackay
Cockney Brexit Knees Up
Back to the Troubles with the old backstop And cry boys cry Don’t let your joy and laughter put you off Why oh why oh why What’s the use of good friday It never…
Ça Ne Plane Pas Pour Nous
by Biodegradable Polymer Bertrand Wham bang Mon chat “Splash” gite sur mon lit a bouffe Oui we’ll superglue us all onto Tous le judges Oo wee ooh ooh Extinction Rebellion Allez oop un matin…
Fuck Me, I Should’ve Stayed In Shoreditch
I was walking down Princes Street one day When I looked up I saw the rain Fuck me – I should’ve stayed in Shoreditch* I’m at the Edinburgh Festival Trying to avoid the horrible…
Shorting The Pound
He looks us in the eye and insists this is new money His office briefs the press that this is new money But the ‘new money’, of course, is a scam The barefaced lies…
Back Door Boris
Back Door Boris, Back Door Boris He isn’t quite sure what a front door is They let him in the front To see his cabinet of cunts But then they chuck him out of…
Telt!
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…
The Laughing Nob
I was watching bloody Newsnight, When I saw a Billy Bunter And he was a little old man ([Hello!]) In drab black and gray, chuckling away Well he trotted out the usual As he…
I Am The Boris
Coup! Coup! Thur’s been a coup In yonder Westminster, a cunt’s Who’s Who It hasnae moved cos it’s still there noo I am the Boris goo ga choob Dorries is in rude health Every…
Union Jack
Alister Jack is the new Scottish Secretary He is even more Tory than Bryan Ferry He’s got 1200 acres – he isn’t sharing In Dumfries and Gallowahey – he isn’t caring He flies the…