Oh, the homeless, oh the children
Oh the women, the weak, the absurd
Oh the blacks, the poor, the down-trodden
Oh the passive, the hungry, the bruised
Self-pity the spring of Fascism
Indignation on which it feeds
Resentment ugly and servile
No love, hate is what we feel
We're all marching on together
The self-righteous right-on raging mob
The know nowt pseudo-educated
The thoughtless, heartless, mindless blob
We hate them, yeah, Tory scum
The witch is dead! Let Thatcher burn!
Leavers are all evil racists
Zionists! Soon it'll be your turn!
Oh, we really hate the haters
We hate the living and the free
Oh we are 'left' and always right
Power is every thing we need
Our boots stamp you in triplicate
Crush dissent! We will not hesitate
If you want your certificate
Be sure you hate who we will hate
Onwards! Progress! Equality!
We shout with one almighty voice
We hope you'll soon be joining us
You do not really have a choice
Oh the homeless, oh the children
Oh the women, the weak, the lame
Oh the ugly passive victim
To blame is the name of our game.
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