Susan Hall in a ULEZ car Andy Street on the street Conservatives out in Blackpool South And rare in a council seat
Sunak’s disappointed But says that the plan is working Meanwhile back in Rochdale George Galloway is lurking (Pro-Palestine but anti-woke It’s somewhat disconcerting)
Rotherham, confusingly Is back in Liverpool And Coronation Street’s in Yorkshire But Teeside’s under the Baron’s rule
If you want all the stories Laura only talks to Tories Still squawking Stop The Boats While just not getting many votes
There’s the seaside postcard transphobe At their bawdy best Please don’t take me seriously It was only said in jest
Then there’s the sporting transphobe The level playing field type You can’t give back the muscles Their explanatory gripe
The old school transphobe’s prone to say It wasn’t like that in my day When men were men and men were best And you can probably guess the rest And almost none were gay
Like the won’t-think-about-it transphobe Who just doesn’t understand It used to be so simple You’re a woman or you’re a man
And the it’s-just-common-sense transphobe Because everything’s binary Two eyes, two ears, two hands, two feet Just common sense you see
And then the internet transphobe The Rowlings and Linehans Dead name campaigns are their domain Denying that your trans
Pick your type, there’s more than two And each demands to have a say You might call it a spectrum Which transphobe will you meet today?
The Queen said pace yourself But in the end she chased herself Out of office fast as lettuce could rot It’s so unfair she died And getting groceries supplied Was so much harder with the new job that she’d got
The Downing Street fleas Would’ve tanked Air BnB’s Johnson’s dog must’ve had quite a lot And there was nobody there To make appointments for her hair To help her stop it from getting in a knot
She said that it was worse The strings on the public purse Despite her own ten years in the slot And took no interest in the lives Of presidents’ wives There’s only so much info you can swot
When she had her say She made Friday budget day And gave her enemies the whole weekend to plot Like a game of Tetris She inevitably let this Keep her up before removing Kwasi’s spot
And Hunt did not pick up When she tried to ring him up Because her number was one that he’d forgot And now she’s got a book out Better keep a look out A bestseller I suspect that it is not
Everybody’s got Two eyes, two ears, two hands, two feet That’s why some think that binary is right Well, it might be alright for George Galloway But people ain’t as simple as night or day And we’re all on a spectrum like light Electro-magnetic radiation It’s true we’re all members of a rainbow nation And it ain’t as simple as identification Because everybody has a right Not necessarily to be who they want to be Or I’d be Che Guevara in a racing car Or at the very least a massive rock ‘n’ roll star But we all deserve to burn bright And everybody has a right To be who they are
Dead children Funny cats Dead children Our ten best hacks Dead children Suspicious activity Dead children Click here to see Dead children Meghan and Harry Dead children Are they really unhappy Dead children How to get an upgrade Dead children Review and get paid Dead children The great game Dead children It’s always been the same Dead children Buy or sell The burning man cries Free Palestine Perhaps he wasn’t well
Steve White & The Protest Family 