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' It's The Party Conference Melee '
The gangsters of Britain have signed a pact,
If any are in trouble united they'll react,
Looking after each other's now an unwritten fact,
They then sat together for tea.
Could there really be honour among thieves,
When one gets caught the other grieves,
Their code of honour no one believes,
With our views they said we disagree.
All the crooks together created a mass,
When put to the vote their motion did pass,
Nobody in their midst would ever grass,
Or they'd pay a hefty fee.
Division of territories was next on their list,
Invisible boundaries would now exist,
Anyone breaching them would not be missed,
Respect was to be the key.
Murdering each other they agreed would end,
Their internal feuds they would suspend,
Previous agreements this would transcend,
Speech for all would be free.
We must seek to take more never ever less,
You must not answer no or give a straight yes,
The amount we can profit is anyone's guess,
Our pledges come with no guarantee.
As they all got drunk and out of their senses,
To outdo each other they leaped over fences,
Every drink and titbit they all claimed in expenses,
There was not one absentee
As their spirit grew they made promises galore,
Each one more outrageous than the one before,
The fortunes of the masses they would restore,
They were all filled up with glee.
Now get out there and spread the word,
To a better future we have been spurred,
What they were saying was totally absurd,
It wouldn't endure the third degree.
When they preach they'll expect you to shed a tear,
Once they seize power you'll be living in fear,
All their false promises will soon disappear,
They're all experts in repartee.
All I will say to you is believe if you dare,
Honour among thieves is extremely rare,
So before you are conned I must make you aware,
' It's The Party Conference Melee '
If any are in trouble united they'll react,
Looking after each other's now an unwritten fact,
They then sat together for tea.
Could there really be honour among thieves,
When one gets caught the other grieves,
Their code of honour no one believes,
With our views they said we disagree.
All the crooks together created a mass,
When put to the vote their motion did pass,
Nobody in their midst would ever grass,
Or they'd pay a hefty fee.
Division of territories was next on their list,
Invisible boundaries would now exist,
Anyone breaching them would not be missed,
Respect was to be the key.
Murdering each other they agreed would end,
Their internal feuds they would suspend,
Previous agreements this would transcend,
Speech for all would be free.
We must seek to take more never ever less,
You must not answer no or give a straight yes,
The amount we can profit is anyone's guess,
Our pledges come with no guarantee.
As they all got drunk and out of their senses,
To outdo each other they leaped over fences,
Every drink and titbit they all claimed in expenses,
There was not one absentee
As their spirit grew they made promises galore,
Each one more outrageous than the one before,
The fortunes of the masses they would restore,
They were all filled up with glee.
Now get out there and spread the word,
To a better future we have been spurred,
What they were saying was totally absurd,
It wouldn't endure the third degree.
When they preach they'll expect you to shed a tear,
Once they seize power you'll be living in fear,
All their false promises will soon disappear,
They're all experts in repartee.
All I will say to you is believe if you dare,
Honour among thieves is extremely rare,
So before you are conned I must make you aware,
' It's The Party Conference Melee '
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` It`s The Party Conference Melee `
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