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Bollockticians

Whether it's left wing, right wing, it's all the bloody same thing
They're just a stupid little muppet on a big fLAMING string
Little guys don't matter anymore, just wunches of bankers and the big business
Our policies are survival of the richest.

Listen to David Cameron hammer on from a thousand different places
With double double standards, one for each of his faces
Lest not forget the promises of Clegg
Ooh he really pulled our leg and covered his face with egg.

We pay for petrol in ours and their cars and every trip at home or afar
With a subsidised bar for Henry's Hoorah
The taxpayer can pay for this jar, here's your bill for our round so far
First class travel at public expense, for all of their houses we pay the rent
The numerous ways OUR money is spent.

The 'Steal Lady' wasn't for turning and stopped the coal from burning
As the cogs of the country stopped churning
Tony Blair ( B  liar) with his cold hard stare
And his fondness for warfare, sending the troops everywhere
Oozing slime, lying all the time, corrupt and bent
Dodgy meetings with Gaddaffi in a tent.

Even though pledges turn to lies, they still get to vote on their own payrise
Now isn't that a surprise?
As the wool's pulled over the Sheoples eyes
I don't know whether to laugh or cry, as I wonder why more people don't ask why?
Either way my cheeks not dry.

When Tony began another war, at what cost on the public's round
Or after he stepped down, whose choice was Gordon Brown?
The public's voice didn't get to make a sound
Wanna chip in and treat the royals? Give us a few extra pound
You don't pay tax on hallowed ground
The many ways Freedom is bound!

A double dip recession, that smug concerned expression, inflation is depression
They never learn their lesson and take the wrong direction
Like a penile dysfunction, the system breeds malfunction
My blood boils to eruption!
So much anger does get pent, sooner or later tho it needs to vent
So I hope you enjoyed this verse I penned?

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