House of Commons, House of Lords
Soundtrack “Porta Romana”
Underworld Milanese song, XIX century
© Paolo Bolzoni, 24 June 2023
House of Commons, House of Lords
Where scoundrels lie across the board
Promises first and then all the harm
Where lies reign supreme told with charm
In the Commons Cruella takes the occasion
She pretends to save Britain from invasion
But she's actually obsessed by hate
Chases migrants away and locks the gate
In the Lords a Russian oligarch
His title comes from bribes, he is a shark
And a Baroness, her name is Money
A House filled with cheats is not so funny
He was a thief and a tax evader before
Now he's a Senior Minister with much galore
The House Speaker holds a bell
Whenever he rings it it’s to stop the hell
The Bar of the House is a vicious nest
The Home Secretary is the wildest pest
Seven and seven and seven make twenty one
The snipers are never caught not even one
Parliament is built of ancient stones
Where they betray Britain as enemy clones
Britons vote for them like flocks of sheep
And afterwards it’s too late to weep
There is less coal left in the mines
Than all the bribes hidden in their holes
Their deeds include more smears
Than the battles Rome lost in a thousand years
Their political records have more crimes
Than lottery draws in a one-year’s time
They want our trust we reply bye-bye
They are dirtier than porno films one can buy
Oh Lord give me back my hope
Teach these idiots how to cope
Brighten my life give my joy back
Our best youth is locked in jail in packs
Three words sit deep in my heart
Freedom, Trust and Democracy a la cart
Freedom is ending, Trust a broken brick
We all have been fooled by party politique
Honesty and decorum is an illusion
Look at how you've screwed Britain…what a delusion
Freedom is a right we must protect
Nobody dare take it away, better die instead
House of Commons, House of Lords
Where scoundrels lie all across the board
Promises first and then all the harm
Where lies reign supreme told with charm
Dedicated to all Britons
MMXXIII AD
Soundtrack “Porta Romana”
Underworld Milanese song, XIX century
© Paolo Bolzoni, 24 June 2023
House of Commons, House of Lords
Where scoundrels lie across the board
Promises first and then all the harm
Where lies reign supreme told with charm
In the Commons Cruella takes the occasion
She pretends to save Britain from invasion
But she's actually obsessed by hate
Chases migrants away and locks the gate
In the Lords a Russian oligarch
His title comes from bribes, he is a shark
And a Baroness, her name is Money
A House filled with cheats is not so funny
He was a thief and a tax evader before
Now he's a Senior Minister with much galore
The House Speaker holds a bell
Whenever he rings it it’s to stop the hell
The Bar of the House is a vicious nest
The Home Secretary is the wildest pest
Seven and seven and seven make twenty one
The snipers are never caught not even one
Parliament is built of ancient stones
Where they betray Britain as enemy clones
Britons vote for them like flocks of sheep
And afterwards it’s too late to weep
There is less coal left in the mines
Than all the bribes hidden in their holes
Their deeds include more smears
Than the battles Rome lost in a thousand years
Their political records have more crimes
Than lottery draws in a one-year’s time
They want our trust we reply bye-bye
They are dirtier than porno films one can buy
Oh Lord give me back my hope
Teach these idiots how to cope
Brighten my life give my joy back
Our best youth is locked in jail in packs
Three words sit deep in my heart
Freedom, Trust and Democracy a la cart
Freedom is ending, Trust a broken brick
We all have been fooled by party politique
Honesty and decorum is an illusion
Look at how you've screwed Britain…what a delusion
Freedom is a right we must protect
Nobody dare take it away, better die instead
House of Commons, House of Lords
Where scoundrels lie all across the board
Promises first and then all the harm
Where lies reign supreme told with charm
Dedicated to all Britons
MMXXIII AD
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