| Ode to Brexit |
[Nov. 22nd, 2018|03:31 pm] |
Brexit – there’s gonna be a Brexit
No need to transpose
EU Directives into British Law
I suppose
Anymore
I mean
What for?
Brexit – there’s gonna be a Brexit
And how is it gonna
Affect the number of Muslims
Living in the UK
Anyway?
Oh damn those old fools
We should lower the voting age to 12
To counteract
Those old red white and blues
Should know the aged develop a little right wing
phase
Much like the Prophet Mohammed
In his later days
Oh Brexit
There’s gonna be a Brexit
No need to suppose
Just transpose
It
Uh huh
Hey don’t let me see you crying
mate
Hope is at hand
Not hate
And we have many ways
To make you vote again
Englishmen
And women
And transgender too
We don’t forget about you ooh
And oh
All the Educated Middle Class
Sigh ‘What a farce” and
“Who gave this vote
To the lower classes
Anyway?
“I spent more time deciding
on which dishwasher to buy
Than the average prole
Or fellow on the dole
Spent
on making his mind up
to isolate me on this shithole”
Oh don’t leave us here
With austerity
and the bloody Tories
and milk in the tea
and the shuffling
Retarded Gob
of
Massed Yob
Pissed on cheap beer
Oh
dear
I’d like to apologise to
Jean Claude
Make it clear
Have a little moan
But it’s gonna be so expensive
On the phone
With those
Roaming
charges
I’d say
Jean Claude
We have forgotten
Our human
ity
We couldn’t be meaner
Where is the idea
European
And my Bulgarian
Cleaner?
Brexit
There’s gonna be a Brexit
And all the veg will rot on the fields
And all the fruit will be unplucked
I’m not gonna
Bend my back for
That
You can get
Come on British girls and boys
Welcome em all to our foggy Isle
Have em stay for more than a while
Put your feet up
After you tidy that shit up
Boris
Or Yuris
Or whatever your name is
Brexit
There might be some kind of Brexit
We’ll still have to transpose
I suppose
And oh we will still be
Able to roam free
In dignity
Just without
A vote
Oh well
Who needs
Demo crazy
Anymore?
Me?
I mean what for?
Let em sort it out
In Bruxelles
They have got time
In between
The meetings and the whores
The mussels, the chips and the bores
They have got the best minds
In those glass hives
Funky Technocrats
Choreographed Moves
Financial Grooves
Quite Expensive shoes
On the Black and white floor
Oooh oooh
Referenda
Is that all you’ve got?
Pff hah ooh yah yah yah
Come on Remainer
Don’t let me see you crying
You lose
But you win
Until you’re dying
In the end
Sunbeam
Oooh
Happy dream
Yeah yeah yeah
European
You’re peeing
English Chanel
Number 5
In the English
Channel
And all the Cod
Will divide themselves up
Battered and fried
Organically
Some will be yours
And some will be mine
Brexit
There won’t really be a Brexit
We hexed it
So relax, repose
Transpose
Over
And over
And over
Move over
Really move over
Eh?
Merci
Danke
Paldies
In shallah
and Dos vadanya |
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![[User Picture]](http://klab.lv/userpic/172593/1842) | | From: | ![[info]](http://klab.lv/img/userinfo.gif) ulvs |
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| Date: | November 22nd, 2018 - 03:35 pm |
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Edgy poetry. Enīvej, feijnas beigas.
| | From: | ulvs |
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| Date: | November 22nd, 2018 - 03:43 pm |
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Ai, nenoturējos un uzliku ar'. Izcila grupa ir tāda, kurai ir vismaz VIENS ļ.labs skaņdarbs. Jo sacerēt un spēt labi izspēlēt/ierakstīt 1 gabalu jaju daudz.
Viņam ir diezgan daudz.. smiekglīgi ir tas, ka mana meita norakstīja viņu, kā hipster sūds.
Just a phase I am going through..
life will go on.
mums joprojām būs alus.
| | From: | ulvs |
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| Date: | November 22nd, 2018 - 03:41 pm |
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Lūdzu, nepropagandē visur savu narkomāniju. Paldies. | |
