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The big fat lies
The promises of world power
And affluence for all,
The big fat lies on big red buses
That rallied all the fools.
All the riches will arrive
Of course nobody lied,
Before they admit they’ve been bamboozled
The voters will have died.
‘Fifty years from now’ says Mogg
You’ll be glad that you were conned,
Meanwhile eat shit and I’ll have bubbly
Until you’re dead and gone.
Then there’s that daughter of immigrants
Who sent our money to the IDF,
I wonder if she whoops for joy
When refugees meet untimely deaths.
She pockets a hundred thousand
From a leading oil trader,
Billions are denied to the public purse
Because friends are tax evaders.
It’s great being an oil giant
They get ninety two million pounds,
A gift from the British government
And guess where that was found?
It came out of your pockets
So they can all live in style,
They’re eating caviar on private jets
When they should all be on trial.
They partied and did lines of coke
Whilst you were told to stay indoors,
Will you still bend over and spread your cheeks
So they can take some more?
