The Brexiteers are Sinn Feiners, ourselves alone.
Call Gerry Adams on the phone.
Throw the dog a bone.
They cannot leave the past alone.
Empire nostalgia is a funny thing, they love a queen or king.
The past is more important than now, we don’t want immigrants anyhow.
This is their song Britannia rules the waves and waives the rules.
May God preserve public schools.
No empire unless we are in charge, remember the light brigade.
Is this the biggest mistake we ever made?
We invented lemonade.
We like telling foreigners what to do, we are not like you, or so we say.
Shakespeare wrote a play.
We can’t forget, we cannot learn, without you we cannot earn.
Is the British empire a lost cause?
We were great at winning wars.
We had half the world but now we don’t.
Will we get sense, we will, we won’t.
Little England or Great Britain?
We’re out to prove we’re no one’s kitten.
Leave us alone is our song, we are right and you are wrong.
We can do without you, but not quite.
We’ll muddle through our darkest night.
The land of hope and glory will be alright.
8th December, 2017