As a nation drowned in it’s PM’s lies
Sons & daughters were sent to die
Meanwhile at home democracy cried
But his government crowed
Other peoples’ children signed up for his war
While at home in comfort he called for more
For bodies were needed to feed it all
Media cried out loud
War! War! War!
When history writes upon his tomb
Will it reflect the pain of those who knew
His government’s ways were all too true
Of right rich Tories
Through and through.
See it’s easy to trade bodies for war
Free trade and a handshake and little more
So beware this terrorist at the door
For the Tory bastard
Should be feared by all.
Hansard, 7 August 2007, 2. Iraq – Combat Forces