The Daily Mail

The moon is a rock on a mountain The lunatics have taken over the asylum Waiting on the rapture Singing we`re here to keep your prices down we`ll feed you to the hounds To the Daily Mail to get up together You made a pig`s ear you made a mistake Paid off security and got through the gate You got away with it but we lie in wait eeeh ehhh eeeh where`s the truth what`s the use I`m hanging around lost and found And when you`re here innocent Fat chance no plan no regard for human life you`ll keep time you`ve no right you`re fast to lose you will lose you jumped the queue you`re back again President for life love of all The flies in the sky the beasts of the earth the fish in the sea have lost command