Winterville 2008.



Thought the government was tryin' to scare us,
by gettin' all us giro cripples to dig trenches,
so I got my Hogwarts book of furry freak spells out,
let free a butterfly in Patagonia,
added in the Hadron collider,
bingo credit crunch
and what did you have for lunch?

I sent the Swiss a toblerone for breaking their machine,
man you should have seen.

Bought 3 sheets of sandpaper from the pound shop,
went over to Woolies
and got four sheets for 87p,
shame you didn't survive the rising sea,
we'll all miss thee.

Still spent me 10 squid Christmas welfare bonus,
on some Bollinger champagne,
such a sweet thane,
from the cradle to the rave,
Mr. Bevan to you son.

A 1950's festival of fun,
hang on in there, the sixties are to come.

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