Bugger off, you bourgeois bastards!

Taxing bingo, bedrooms and beer

Hurting the humble, punishing the poor So that all we know now is fear.

We have had enough cuts, Etonian entrails

We’ve paid enough for crimes we didn’t commit

It’s time you went, you Tory Tossers; You’ve hurt us enough, caused enough shit So get out, CaMoron you cunt!

Take that obscenity Osbourne with you too

Oh how I want to punch that prick Hunt!

Go now! It’s over, you’re through!

Roll on the next general election

Until you go I’ll scream and shout

I still doubt your first selection,

But now I just want you pricks out.