album: Election Song Contest
artist: Sweet F Allstars
credits: Paul Tkachenko, Maiya James, Yaniv Fridel
year: 2010
Lyrics
When judgement day comes knocking on your door
You know who to vote for.
Those boys in blue
Don’t got a clue
They ain’t been out the starting gate in years.
Them other fellas
Them ones in yella
If they get into power it all will end in tears.
But Gordon Brown
Prime Minister
He runs that ship
West Minister
Some say his smile is sinister
But I put my money on the man at Number Ten.
I ain’t got a dollar in my pocket
These days folks don’t got that much to spend
But if I had a dime
In these god-forsaken times
I put my money on the man at Number Ten.
Them UKIP peeps
Give me the creeps
From the heart of England comes a nasty smell.
As for the Greens -
Well as they means -
We all know that they don’t got a chance in hell.
But Gordon Brown
He’s built to last
Like some colossus from the ancient past.
As for the others
Well who can be arsed?
But I put my money on the man at Number Ten.
Now I live my life in desperation
Lost my job and I ain’t got no friends
If you’re a betting man
And you’re looking for salvation
Put your money on the man at Number Ten.