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Oh we British love to comp;ain 



About politics and such



But if they don't bother to vote



They just can't care very much.



And if they don't use that right



Then get sat on from on high



Serves  them blooming right for



Letting that rare chance roll by.



For many people fought 



And many people died



To give us the right 



To help decide.



If you're one of those



Who voted for the far right



Tough luck baby



You voted for it



And if you're one of those 



Who didn't bother to turn out



Then tough luck again,



You've lost the right to shout.



Now fascist rule with just



A vote of twenty three percent 



And our political nous



Just upped and went.



I can't understand



How so many were fooled,



This is how the Tories



Have always ruled.



It's no good just whinging



That life's a bitch



 Dodgy Dave and Grinning Gideon



Just task the poor to help the rich



And they'll take away



Our hard earned rights if 



We don't soon stand and fight.



In this  land of Magna Carta,



Land of the Welfare State, 



Where the family jewels are



In pawn to the Tory's mates.



Oh  we British love to complain 



About politics and such



But if they don't bother to vote



They just can't care very much.




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