David and Boris and Gideon met
At Oxford University
Dined with a crew of the chosen few
Wearing sky blue and ivory
It's a fine old tradition for young blue bloods
Trash a restaurant and pay in cash
Preparation for a host of Government posts
It's how we train the ruling class (and they sing)
Rah Rah Rah! We're the Bullingdon Boys
Bullingdon Boys born to rule OK!
The rich run riot, the lawyers keep it quiet
Make way for the Bullingdon Boys
Bloods have their colours and so do the Crips
Like any self-respecting gang
Bullingdon threads don't come off the peg
Set your family back three grand
(Call it an investment, money well spent)
Sing Rah Rah Rah! We're the Bullingdon Boys
Bullingdon Boys born to rule OK!
The rich run riot, the lawyers keep it quiet
Make way for the Bullingdon Boys
It's the day of the Bullingdon Boys
You wouldn't put a paedophile in charge of a school
No matter how much he'd changed
Would you trust a Buller boy with the lives of the poor?
Then you've only got yourself to blame
Rah Rah Rah! We're the Bullingdon Boys
Bullingdon Boys born to rule OK!
The rich kids break it, the poor just take it
And make way for the Bullingdon Boys
Crime pays when you're a Bullingdon Boy
Buller! Buller! Buller!
Rah Rah Rah! It's the Bullingdon Boys
Bullingdon Boys born to rule OK!
The rich run riot, the lawyers keep it quiet
Make way for the Bullingdon Boys
Hip hooray for the Buller Boys