Conservative Rhapsody.

Is this my real life
Or nightmare fantasy?
Caught in the landslide
Of our bad fiscal policy
All of my lies
Threaten to catch up with me
I’m just a Tory, merit no sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy go
Eton won’t stop the flow
Of male Margaret Thatchers. Should it really matter to me, to me?

Mama, just killed a man
Cut him off in his sickbed
Might as well have shot him dead
Mama, he had two young sons
Who’ll probably now grow up with rickets
Mama, oooh
I know this will make you cry
Some groups of crips started a revolution
Because they all believe they’re aiding evolution

Too late, our time has come
Sends shivers up your spine
We’re in power for all time
Goodbye, everybody — you’ve got to go
So we’re going to rob the poor to feed the rich
Mama, oooh — (the poor are leeches)
Are you proud of me?
I’ll get you a big house from my expenses
And to protect this scam, retroactive defences

I see a toddler in the body of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch, tell me something new ’bout Tories
Thunderbolts and lightning don’t come close to frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo, Figaro — magnifico

I’m just a Tory, nobody loves me
’Cos you’re a Tory from a rich family
You’re out of touch with all reality
Easy come, easy go — why not let me poll?
Cameron, no — we must not let you poll — let him poll
George Osborne, we must not let you poll — let him poll
IDS, we must not let you poll — let me poll
Must not let you poll — let me poll (never)
Never let you poll — let me poll
Come on, let me pooooll
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me poll
Beelzebub, why’d you help the Tories win ’15, ’15, ’15?

I can’t see for the egg yolk dripping in my eyes
All our scams get exposed, you must want us to die
Oh, maybe — I keep thinking that maybe
You want us all out — you want us all out of politics

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah

People never mattered
Anyone can see
People never mattered — people never mattered to me

Ending jobs with Workfare…