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Created on: March 03, 2008
''The Greediest Bastards In The Land''
Our beloved politicians,
are so entrenched in sleaze,
why don't we get shot of them,
stop all their bloody fees.
They really are the dregs,
fiddling public money,
we are the ones who fund them,
it really isn't funny.
Politicians couldn't live,
on the money that we earn,
they need more cash to pay for,
all the luxuries that they yearn.
The yachts, the cars, the mistresses,
someone's got to pay,
they need to keep their end up,
they know no other way.
They claim they work for nothing,
nobody recompenses,
then they claim for everything,
saying, put it on my expenses.
One M.P. just recently,
believe it if you like,
tried to make a claim,
for a puncture on his bike.
Another in the news just now,
claims for an office and a house,
they are one and the same,
the mortgage is clear, what a bloody louse.
They claim they never tell a lie,
that all they say is true,
when they get caught, they say,
oh oh, well maybe just a few.
Even the ex prime minister,
is into something smelly,
he's gone and made a claim for,
a license for his telly.
That sort of sums the bastards up,
to fiddle they have a need,
they'd make a claim for breathing,
they're so obsessed with greed.
Two who spring to mind who lied,
they were in a fury,
they thought because they were in politics,
this would sway the jury.
With his sword and shield of justice,
he thought he would prevail,
the jury knew he was a liar,
then sent him straight to jail.
Another thought he was immune,
in the end he had to grovel,
the little slime done his time,
came out and wrote a novel.
This is what we're up against,
they all abuse their power,
they really are just hypocrites,
they should all be in the tower.
Politicians of all parties,
when accused of being corrupt,
unit as one, refuse to speak,
they all need larruped.
When they all fuse together,
that really is a riddle,
it's the only time they all agree,
is when questioned about their fiddle.
When they want us all to vote,
they promise you the earth,
the fact is they'll say anything,
of truth there is a dearth.
We know they all talk bullshit,
that's why few people care,
if we all took the time to vote,
we could make them more aware.
That we are now all watching them,
every move they make,
if they're trying to defraud us,
we'll know they're on the take.
If we can expose them,
then they must lose their seat,
they'll then be charged with fraud,
then labeled a bloody cheat.
Our M.P.s must remember,
they are servants of the people,
if they choose to steal from us,
they should be hanged from the highest steeple.
If they are doing
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