BREKSHAT

BREKSHAT

Against all advice and common sense
Our deposit left on the floor

where milk bottles were delivered
By our own backdoor

We voted Brekshit
Now we're Brekshitting
If we stay on this path
We've Brekshat

We may have shat on our own mat

But we got our cunt tree back

Look it's failing! We did the right thing to leave!
Not that they were grieving

From Charles de Gaulle to Merkel, they know
we never pulled our weight
Now May finds, oops, we've nothing up our sleeve

for negotiating our leaving

If Banks & Hannon and Carswell say 'we go'
then we go riding Mogg & Foxes wave of hate

'We got our cunt tree back'
And what a cunt tree it is

Free market playground for the rich? Tick

Safety rules and regs ditched? Roger

Workers rights?
What were they good for anyway,
eh, Maggie?

But mercy mercy me,

the ecology

It's a barren slave plantation
we're making of our nation

We voted Brekshit
Now we're Brekshitting
If we stay on this path
We've Brekshat

We may have shat on our own mat

But we got our cunt tree back

But our leaving shook the mountain

An avalanche begins to rumble
The hate begins to fountain
The nations start to tumble

We unleashed the tsunami, the whirlwind, the rain

And now watch our country circle the drain
Watch the ice shelf of neighbourly nations

Now calving, imploding dividing
The glacier of Europe melting under the warming of cry

Of nationalism, populism and against-ism

We voted Brekshit
Now we're Brekshitting
If we stay on this path
We've Brekshat

We may have shat on our own mat

But we got our cunt tree back

Look the euros failing! Good thing we didn't join

But why'd it fail? Coz we didn't join!

Coz we sided with the Yanks
for whom we were just their Trojan
From whom we'll get little thanks

But for whom we fought those dang iraqis
who threatened mighty wall street
whose free market lies only go so far
with oil trade in euros they would not compete
Hussein, Gaddafi, Chavez
all in winding sheets
And a strong europe rent sunder

We voted Brekshit
Now we're Brekshitting
If we stay on this path
We've Brekshat

We may have shat on our own mat

But we got our cunt tree back

Rule one of brekshit club, no wogs no gyps, no towel-heads

no Poles, Rumanians or jews

Yet the wave of refugees shook from their beds
Came from our wars and empires

yes, we started these bonfires
and in the great conflagration

that is now shaking our 'great' nation
we lionise the malodorous scum
coz us Brits we is really dumb
until blown all to kingdom come

and burned away by the sun

We voted Brekshit
Now we're Brekshitting
If we stay on this path
We've Brekshat

We may have shat on our own mat

But we got our cunt tree back

it's a brand new day!

And things can only get worse