Barkin Mad Rap

Its the working classes prolific breedin’ That ends up with their needin’ Handouts when Trident needs replacin’ Buck house needs renovatin’ Royal weddin’ funds need allocatin’ Brexit needs payin’ for And so much much more if we tax the rich and make ‘em grieve They’ll only up and threaten to leave So the only really sane way Is to make the peasants pay More and more each passin’ day So they can’t afford more breedin’ Than the nation is really needin’ To provide those necessary masses To subsidise and serve the rulin’ classes So we really really oughta Put contraceptives in their water Sedate their food an’ drink So the blighters can’t think Beyond their gratitude For the Tory attitude That restricts the lower human race Firmly to their allotted place So they really can’t judge whether We’re all in this together. And they continue the farcical story Of the workin’ classes votin’ Tory And continue with their gratitude And respect for the Tory attitude God’s in his heaven in all his glories Beneficently smilin’ on the Tories That’s how they rule the workin’ class That mildly conforms in their mass And they go and kiss their betters’ Ass, And lo, these things have come to pass