Let us praise famous men And Attila the Hun Who have sworn to return Britains glory When a man knew his place And the whole island race Used to flock to the post of old tory Ah those were the days When the hearts were ablaze Inspired by our glorious mission When the princes of Ind Didnt dare to break wind Unless they got Britains permission Let us praise Maggie Thatcher Theres no one can match her At making loud threats against shirkers A term that embraces all union members And 90 of all workers She says that a picket Is not British not cricket Shop stewards are all commie traitors They should line up the lot To be bloody well shot With asians and black trouble makers Wherever theres strife You will find Meg the Knife Working hard for the big corporations With a blade shes a master And noone is faster At carving up kids education When wielding the axe Or imposing attacks Or closing the school shes a winner She persuaded a whole generation to diet By raising the price of school dinners Shes cut social services, sold council houses Rejected a limit on prices This cast iron filly Has reognized Chilie While carving us up in thin slices With the cost of health higher You may just expire In which case less bills youll be needing In the words of Ted Heath If you cant pay for teeth Youll be forced to cut down on your feeding Some say that her diction Is a natural affliction Some say shes a noisy old bat While others will swear Yes, and loudly declare That shes actually Hitler in drag How her backbencher swirls When she flashes her pearls Or cracks a coy joke on the telly Or plays a loyal martyr For president Carter While crawling around on her belly Each Monday Club member Have pledged to dismember All organs of nationalization And chaps of high merit May hope to inherit The spoils from the sack of the nation Theyre the lords of creation The cream of the Nation Lord Soles and Keith Joseph and others Theyll help you discover That all men are brothers But some are more brothers than others And so once again Let us praise famous men Adding chapters to Britains proud story They may not look bright But theyre British and white And to a man and a woman theyre Tory Though they look mediocre Like shady stock brokers At first sight as harmless as mutton If the nuclear warheads Are sent on their way Its their fingers thatll be on the button
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