Clapping back
On the way back
From the countryside manor
New gov are forgetting their manners
Coming full force
A battalion
On horseback
Heading for the rapscallion
Barbour wax jack
Sloane ranger rat pack
Dear Sir Kier
Top tier
Man of the year
If the man of the year
Meant instilling fear
Keeping him in the clear
From the far left
Robin hood's on the block call it invest
In the unfreedom of press
Enforcing the free speech theft
Seriously I dare you
Try coming for me
Residence SW3
I'm an aristocrat
The only thing you have going for you is you're a full on twat
You're whining
While I'm sipping my twining
Took maker's son
The tool part's really shining
If it wasn't clear Kier
You're a spanner
I'm the mother-f*cking lord of the manor
How does on from Reigate Grammar
Replicate Marxist Grammar?
As much as you try
You're just not that guy
Policies feeling dystopian
What dope are you on?
Or is it Opium?
Red without carafe
Served like Alcaraz
That's a tennis ting
To match the signet ring
Cubans banned from the Duke of Welly
But you kept that nonce on the telly
Inflating economy
Flying migrants in economy
Now Rwanda's scrapped
You've got the far right tapped
I'll pick Tatcher up when you put her down
Call Boris up in my dressing gown
Sit and sip my tea
While you fondle Lord Alli
Wearing Cuccinelli that you got for free
F*ck off back to Kentish Town Rodney
Honestly
Oh and return those sausages whilst you're at it
Haha
Rah
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Clapping back
On the way back
From the countryside manor
New gov are forgetting their manners
Coming full force
A battalion
On horseback
Heading for the rapscallion
Barbour wax jack
Sloane ranger rat pack
Dear Sir Kier
Top tier
Man of the year
If the man of the year
Meant instilling fear
Keeping him in the clear
From the far left
Robin hood's on the block call it invest
In the unfreedom of press
Enforcing the free speech theft
Seriously I dare you
Try coming for me
Residence SW3
I'm an aristocrat
The only thing you have going for you is you're a full on twat
You're whining
While I'm sipping my twining
Took maker's son
The tool part's really shining
If it wasn't clear Kier
You're a spanner
I'm the mother-f*cking lord of the manor
How does on from Reigate Grammar
Replicate Marxist Grammar?
As much as you try
You're just not that guy
Policies feeling dystopian
What dope are you on?
Or is it Opium?
Red without carafe
Served like Alcaraz
That's a tennis ting
To match the signet ring
Cubans banned from the Duke of Welly
But you kept that nonce on the telly
Inflating economy
Flying migrants in economy
Now Rwanda's scrapped
You've got the far right tapped
I'll pick Tatcher up when you put her down
Call Boris up in my dressing gown
Sit and sip my tea
While you fondle Lord Alli
Wearing Cuccinelli that you got for free
F*ck off back to Kentish Town Rodney
Honestly
Oh and return those sausages whilst you're at it
Haha
Rah
On the way back
From the countryside manor
New gov are forgetting their manners
Coming full force
A battalion
On horseback
Heading for the rapscallion
Barbour wax jack
Sloane ranger rat pack
Dear Sir Kier
Top tier
Man of the year
If the man of the year
Meant instilling fear
Keeping him in the clear
From the far left
Robin hood's on the block call it invest
In the unfreedom of press
Enforcing the free speech theft
Seriously I dare you
Try coming for me
Residence SW3
I'm an aristocrat
The only thing you have going for you is you're a full on twat
You're whining
While I'm sipping my twining
Took maker's son
The tool part's really shining
If it wasn't clear Kier
You're a spanner
I'm the mother-f*cking lord of the manor
How does on from Reigate Grammar
Replicate Marxist Grammar?
As much as you try
You're just not that guy
Policies feeling dystopian
What dope are you on?
Or is it Opium?
Red without carafe
Served like Alcaraz
That's a tennis ting
To match the signet ring
Cubans banned from the Duke of Welly
But you kept that nonce on the telly
Inflating economy
Flying migrants in economy
Now Rwanda's scrapped
You've got the far right tapped
I'll pick Tatcher up when you put her down
Call Boris up in my dressing gown
Sit and sip my tea
While you fondle Lord Alli
Wearing Cuccinelli that you got for free
F*ck off back to Kentish Town Rodney
Honestly
Oh and return those sausages whilst you're at it
Haha
Rah
Writer: Corneille Dion Williams
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