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.