Hurray hurray hurray
Britain has had its day
The trains are stuck
Streets full of muck
Hurray Theresa May

Hurray hurray hurray!
There’s poverty on the way
With budgets cut
The poor shut up
And schools squeezed all the way
Hurray hurray hurray!
Our media’s going away
The Murdoch lies
And buys the Skies
The Fox will have his day

Hurray hurray hurray
The Brexit any day
Ten years or so
What’s sold will go
And no-one left to play
With.