I have a new big brother He's dressed in tory blue He's not just my big brother I think he's your bro too! He sits up in his tower Pulling strings across the land But when a string of his should break It's not his *** that gets canned I found out my incumbent Goes to Africa every year In fact I'm told he stays there For as long as he stays here I don't really believe it But you know it must be true My Big Brother called to tell me I'm surprised that he got through Six months away is what we're told Glen Pearson spent away But tales like this sound more like they Were told by Stockwell Day So late at night, my phone did ring To tell me how to vote They told me how the Liberals Were up the creek without a boat I know that I'm supposed to go To the church across the street That's where the poll is and I know It's where our local voters meet But when my bro called down to me And said, "You don't go there" This time you vote in Ingersoll There is no line up there My big brother said we were wrong His party would not stoop To do phone calls to folks like us That was a bunch of **** Why would he lie, he is the King I've read his license plate He's my brother, one I'm told That holds on to my fate His party gave out tax rewards To companies for jobs They took all of the money And they closed the shop down....slobs It's funny how one person can Phone ridings, not one missed But I can't get their calls to stop And I'm on the no call list Robo calling is what it is A heinous crime at best Nixon used it in the States Although he never did confess Comparing my Big Brother now To Tricky Dicky Nixon Well, I've got to say Those PC's sure know just the way to fix one. To hang one man out for this task It surely can't be true I wonder if he'll change his mind And his suit of Tory Blue I ask around and all I hear is I voted NDP So, how in hell, explain to me they'e a majority I know that my Big Brother Would not do such a thing Excuse me for a moment But my phone's about to ring!