I am he as she was she and you're not me We're all in it together (yeah, right!) See how we run the government See how we lie We're trying Shitting on a snowflake Waiting for the nukes to fall Corporations toy boy, stupid bloody finance Man she was a naughty girl She let the country tank But I am the Sunak They are the yes men I am the Alt-Truss Goo goo goo joob There's a cat called Larry sitting Next to the policeman at my door See how he looks like he could do the books much better than me Miaowing, miaowing (miaow...) Miaowing, miaowing Yellow as the custard Dripping from my cold dead eyes Taking over quickly from my predecessor Boy, she was a naughty girl, she let the bankers down I am the Sunak They are the yes men I am the Alt-Truss Goo goo goo joob Sitting in an English garden Waiting for a PM If they don't come, another one will come along Like David Cameron He came with the Clegg man (now good sir) Then we had the Mayhem (a poor man, made tame to fortune's blows) Then we had Boris Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob (good pity) Expert, schmexpert, Gove dismissed them Don't you think the joker laughs at you (ho ho ho, hee hee hee, hah hah hah) See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide They're lying Semaphore Cliff Richard Ask him if he wants the power Semi-literate wank singing Merry Christmas Braverman, you should have seen her kicking Edward Heath I am the Sunak They are the yes men I am the Alt-Truss Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo Joob, joob, jooba Umpa, umpa, stick it up your junta (jooba, jooba) Umpa, umpa, stick it up your junta

When I get taller thanks to the lifts Stuck inside my shoes I can look down on Emmanuel Macron And pretend I'm hard to Gavin Williamson I feel enormous like Richard Osman Standing at my door A giant as it goes, standing on tiptoes When I'm five foot four

I wanna freeze your household baby I wanna freeze your nan I wanna freeze your household baby I wanna freeze your nan Freeze you like no other, baby Like no other, can Freeze you like no other, baby Like no other, can I wanna freeze your nan I wanna freeze your nan I wanna freeze your nan I wanna freeze your nan

Got a good reason For taking the pish with your dosh Got a good reason For docking your wage packets now He's a pay stripper One trick pony, yeah It didn't take long to find out And we found out He's a prick teaser He's taken us all the way there He's a prick teaser He really doesn't care, now He's a pay stripper One trick pony, yeah It didn't take long to find out And we found out Pay stripper

Oh the benefits of Mr. Kite Will be removed and out of sight by Saturday The Hendersons will also be Subjected to an all out freeze in the same way Only fools and horses could believe That they could possibly get a reprieve In his way Mr. S. will damage the poor! The celebrated Mr. S Performs his feats upon the steps of No.10 The Hendersons will show regret As Mr. Kite falls through the net of safety Messrs. K. and H. assure the public Their reduction will be second to none And of course Rishi performs the austerity waltz! The poor will try not to be sick When Mr. K. loses benefits without a sound And Mr. H. will demonstrate Ten somersaults he'll undertake for the NHS Having been some days in preparation A splendid time is guaranteed for all And tonight Mr. Kite is footing the bill

He's a real nom dom man Sitting in cloud cuckoo land Making all his nom dom plans for nobody Has a selfish point of view Knows just where he's going to He is not a bit like you and me Nomdom man don't listen He knows what you're missing Nomdom man, the world is at his command He's as rich as he can be Just sees what he wants to see Nomdom man, can you see me at all He's a real nom dom man Sitting in cloud cuckoo land Making all his nom dom plans for nobody Nomdom man don't worry Take your time, don't hurry When you leave it all Somebody else will hold your hand Ah, la, la, la, la He's a real nom dom man Sitting in cloud cuckoo land Making all his nom dom plans for nobody

Remember when I said we'd save 5p on petrol But we didn't cos the price had rocketed And I pretended I was filling up my car It was a Kia On the corner was a banker in a motorcar And his little children laughed at me behind my back As I tried to pay with my bank card through a window pane Very strange Five Penny Lane, I'm not insane Just filthy rich I just don't know how ordinary people live How do they cope with it? Five Penny Lane, I'm not insane Just filthy rich I just don't know how ordinary people live Five penny lane

The best things in life are free But not when you trash the economy A waste of money, (That's what I am) That's what I am (That's what I am) That's what I am That's what I am Running the country gives me such a thrill I'd love to help but I can't pay your bills Now give me money, (That's what I want) That's what I want (That's what I want) That's what I want That's what I want Money don't get everything, it's true But I don't care cos I got you Now give me money, (That's what I want) That's what I want That's what I want That's what I want

I'm bungling bills Run for the hills Bungling bills I'm bungling bills Run for the hills Bungling bills He heard the Autumn Statement from his chancellor Hunt He thought it was exciting, really magnificent But we all know that Jeremy is such a fucking cunt What a cunt I'm bungling bills And popping pills Bungling bills I'm bungling bills Winter is coming And winter kills

Non dom, non dom, non dom, non dom Non dom, it's such a joy, non dom, it's such a joy Non dom, let's keep it sleazy, non dom let's keep it sleazy Keep it sleazy Keep it sleazy Everybody's got something to hide Especially me and my missus Woo!

Here I stand, cap in hand Pleading to you all Pay more tax and don't relax Don't do it, not at all Everywhere people stare Each and everyday I can see them laugh at me But to them I say Hey, you've got to hide your cash away Hey, you've got to hide your cash away

The long and winding queue To the food bank going past my door Do you think it is something I'm responsible for? It reminds me of Oliver When he asked for more With begging bowl in hand In the long winding queue I've left them standing there A long, long time you know Why don't they get a job And stop being poor Many times I've looked at them And wonder if they've tried To seek employment and for enjoyment Just got on their bikes And still they lead me back To the long winding queue They are still standing there What's a tory to do? I'll just leave them waiting there I can't give them more