SHEEP FARMING IN THE FALKLANDS........................GOTCHA

CRASS PERSONNEL AS USUAL

SHEEP FARMING IN THE FALKLANDS
FOR YOUR SEA-FARING FUN, BIG MAN'S JERK OFF DREAMLAND,
LOOKING DOWN THE BARREL OF A GUN
FRIGGIN IN THE RIGGIN, ANOTHER IMPERIALIST FARCE,
ANOTHER PAGE OF BRITISH HISTORY TO WIPE THE NATIONAL ARSE.
THE ROYALS DONATED PRINCE ANDREW AS A SHOW OF THEIR SUPPORT,
WAS IT JUST LUCK THE ONLY SHIP THAT WASN'T STRUCK WAS THE ONE ON WHICH HE "FOUGHT?
THREE CHEERS FOR GOOD OLD ANDY, LET'S TAKE A PIC FOR HIS MUM
AND SRICK IT UP THE ROYAL, STICK IT UP THE ROYAL ALBUM..
(CHORUS)...SHEEP FARMING IN THE FALKLANDS,
RE-ARMING IN THE FUCKLANDS,
FUCKING SHEEP IN THE HOMELANDS,
HER MAJESTY'S FORCES ARE COMIN
FUCK OFF TO THE FALKLANDS...
ONWARD THATCHER'S SOLDIERS, IT'S YOUR JOB TO FIGHT..
"AND, YOU KNOW, I DON'T REALLY GIVE A TOSS WHO IS WRONG OR RIGHT.
MY POLITICAL NECK MEANS MORE TO ME THAN THE LIVES OF A THOUSAND MEN,
IF I FELT IT MIGHT BE OF USE TO ME, I'D DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN.
THE FALKLANDS WAS REALLY A COVER UP JOB, IT OBSCURED THE MISTAKES I'VE MADE,
AND, YOU KNOW, I THINK THE GAMBLE I TOOK COULD CERTAINLY BE SAID TO HAVE PAID OFF
WITH UNEMPLOYMENT AT AN ALL-TIME HIGH AND THE COUNTRY FALLING APART,
I, WINSTON THATCHER, REIGN SUPREME IN THIS GREAT NATION'S HEART"..
(CHORUS)..
WHILE THE MEN WHO FOUGHT HER BATTLES ARE STILL EXPECTED TO SUFFER,
THATCHER PROVES IN PARLIMENT THAT SHE'S JUST A FUCKING NUTTER...
(PARLIMENTARY INTERLUDE)...
THE IRON LADY'S PROVED HER METAL, HAS STRUCK WITH HER FIST OF STEEL,
HAS PROVED THAT A HEART THAT IS MADE OUT OF LEAD IS A HEART THAT DOESN'T FEEL...
(CHORUS)..
NOW THATCHER SAYS..."OH RAUNCHY RON, WE'VE FOUGHT OUR WAR,
NOT IT'S YOUR TURN TO PROVE YOURSELF IN EL SALVADOR.
I'VE EMPLOYED MICHAEL HESELTINE TO DEAL WITH P.R.
HE'S AN ABSOLUTE PRICK, BUT A MEDIA STAR.
HE'LL ADVOCATE THE WISDOM OF OUR CRUISE MISSILE PLAN,
THEN AT LAST I'LL HAVE A PENIS, JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER MAN.
THEY CAN CALL IT PENIS ENVY, BUT THEY'LL PAY THE PRICE FOR IT..."
BUT THE PEASANTS ARE HUNGRY MAGS: "LET THEM EAT SHIT"....
(CHORUS)....
WHO THE FUCK CARES, WE'RE ALL HAVING FUN?
MUMS AND DADS HAPPY AS THEIR KIDS PLAY WITH GUNS.
THE MEDIA LOVED IT, WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE,
"BRITIAN'S BULLDOG OFF THE LEASH," SAID THE SUN.
AS THE ARGIES AND THE BRITS GOT CRIPPLED OR DIED,
THE BULLDOG TURNED ROUND AND CRAPPED IN OUR EYES.
BRIT-WIT, HYPOCRITE, DON'T YOU YET REALISE,
YOU'RE NOT PLAYING WITH TOYS, YOU'RE PLAYING WITH LIVES....
YOU PISS STRAIGHT UP IN YOUR SELF-RIGHTEOUS RAGE,
WILFS, GOMS AND GIMPS IN THE NUCLEAR AGE.
FOUR MINUTE WARNING, WHAT A SHOCK, WELL BALLS TO YOU ROCKET COCK,
YOU'RE OLD AND YOU'RE ILL AND YOU'RE SOON GOING TO DIE,
YOU'VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE AS YOU FILL UP THE SKIES.
YOU'D TAKE US ALL WITH YOU, YEAH, IT'S TOUGH AT THE TOP...

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