I was with Arthur's pickets
When they killed King Coal
Sending the miners
Marching off to the dole.
I saw Maggie Thatcher
That arrogant bitch
Take from the poor
To give to the rich
Saw John Major
Best of a bad bunch
He's the sexy blighter who
Had Curry with his lunch
Saw Blair and Brown
Wreak their own form of harm
But at least they did it with
A certain odious charm.
Came election day
Look what we got
Dodgy Dave n Grinning Gideon
The worst of the lot.
Came the Referendum
Dodgy Dave ran away
And so we ended up with
Two toned shoes Theresa May.
Stabbed in the back
Theresa May took a flyer
And so we ended up with
Fat Boris, fornicating liar.
After Pincher the Groper
They couldn't take anymore
And so a reluctant Boris
Was pushed through the door.
Six weeks of canvassing
Six weeks of fuss
And for just six weeks
The disastrous Liz Truss
Then came Sunak
Who's not very tall
And insists on wearing
Suits two sizes too small.
Now the Opinion Polls
Say the Tories will lose
So they're experiencing
A period of blues
I'm not so sure of
The state of things
With Starmer the Whinger
Lurking in the wings
But I'll be out on the hustings
Next election night
Too many people suffered
To give me that right
But when I get my paper
I may not bother to vote
Just take the pencil
And write this little note
Very few of the politicians
that I've ever seen or known
Can even be trusted
Half As far as they're thrown.
You've pawned the family silver
Now it's The pewter as well
I hope you miserable bastards
All rot in hell.
It won't do any good but
At least I'll have had my say
And, as Old Blue Eyes sang,
I'll have done it my way
