Let’s build a wall to keep us all Secure A great big wall 12’ tall And don’t put in a door Then pretty soon They’ll talk about it On the moon It will keep us in and keep Them out and just in case There’s any doubt Without We’ll give ourselves a name To show we’re not the same A name with glamour And with glitz A name that rhymes with nitwits **** and ***** Then everyone will sing another tune We’ll call ourselves the Brits And our leader will be Boris the buffoon Let’s make Britain great again Let’s go to war with Spain Or with France Let’s lead the world a merry dance Remember When Britannia ruled the waves? And history was written On monuments And in graves What are we waiting for? Let’s go to war Let’s feed the poor In killing fields Like we did before When we were great
God save the Queen And the British State.
Hard to fathom how things have got to this depressing and frankly, worrying stage.