
I shouldn't read Hilaire Belloc in the run-up to an election. Things like this happen.
It's fair to say that things aren't going well.
Crises whirl on. We're in the dying days.
Week upon week our life just goes to hell.
Can we escape from this, the final phase?
Is there no cure for this sad, blue malaise?
Are we foredoomed to grow still more austere?
The time has come. There'll be no more delays.
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.
You want me to explain? Oh, very well.
I'm speaking of Great Britain nowadays.
We're shackled by a millionaire cartel
Who know the ugly truth -- that Brexit pays.
In fake news dust and in spin doctor haze
The country's rivalries are sad and drear.
We must rise up, awaken from our daze.
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.
There isn't too much more for me to tell.
I'm sure that you will not be too amazed
When I say that it's urgent to expel
These Johnsons, Rees-Moggs and Theresa Mays.
I don't ask you to trumpet Corbyn's praise,
But now that our last chance is drawing near,
On this most crucial of election days,
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.
Dear Boris Johnson: here comes your bombshell.
We've got a cure, we've got a panacea.
We'll throw you down, you fucking Eton swell.
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.
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It's fair to say that things aren't going well.
Crises whirl on. We're in the dying days.
Week upon week our life just goes to hell.
Can we escape from this, the final phase?
Is there no cure for this sad, blue malaise?
Are we foredoomed to grow still more austere?
The time has come. There'll be no more delays.
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.
You want me to explain? Oh, very well.
I'm speaking of Great Britain nowadays.
We're shackled by a millionaire cartel
Who know the ugly truth -- that Brexit pays.
In fake news dust and in spin doctor haze
The country's rivalries are sad and drear.
We must rise up, awaken from our daze.
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.
There isn't too much more for me to tell.
I'm sure that you will not be too amazed
When I say that it's urgent to expel
These Johnsons, Rees-Moggs and Theresa Mays.
I don't ask you to trumpet Corbyn's praise,
But now that our last chance is drawing near,
On this most crucial of election days,
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.
Dear Boris Johnson: here comes your bombshell.
We've got a cure, we've got a panacea.
We'll throw you down, you fucking Eton swell.
Oh! let us keep the red flag flying here.