Smithy The Tory
(♫ Frosty The Snowman)
Smithy the Tory
was a happy soul, they say.
With a nice big house
and a flashy car,
life was a holiday.
Smithy the Tory
got a better job one day.
Head of finding work,
and he didn’t shirk:
he started right away.
He had to deal with problems
that he didn’t understand,
so he just made more cutbacks
and it soon got out of hand.
Smithy the Tory
was as stubborn as could be.
Though it wasn’t wise,
he ignored advice
to change his policy.
He stuck right by his cutbacks
and the dreaded Bedroom Tax
‘til Voting Day came round again
and the Tories got the axe.
Now Smithy rides a rusty bike
and has no Commons role.
He’s living in a Council flat
and signing on the dole.
Smithy the Tory
has to hurry up today:
he has to sign
on the dotted line
to get his JSA.
He’s claiming from the office
right next to the old Town Hall.
If he doesn’t do his job-search,
then he won’t get paid at all.
He finds life very different
now he’s just like you and me.
He has no heat on in his flat
and egg and beans for tea.
Thumpety, thumpety, thumpety, thump!
Thumpety, thumpety, thumpety, thump!
Just look at Smithy GO!!!
Thumpety, thumpety, thumpety, thump!
Thumpety, thumpety, thumpety, thump!
Looking for a bin-man’s role,
looking for a bin-man’s role,
looking for a bin-man’s role.
Our Government Are Tories
(♫ The Holly and the Ivy)
Our Government are Tories,
with them we have been cursed;
of all the ones we’ve ever had,
these surely are the worst.
They’ve made too many cutbacks
and Bedroom Tax as well.
They will get no votes if they carry on
and keep making our lives Hell.
They cut back on our healthcare
and education too.
They refuse to cap our fuel costs:
no gas for me and you.
In winter all their houses
have heating on full blast
while the rest of us are freezing,
waiting for the snow to pass.
At Christmas they’ll have presents
from those who know them best,
but what Santa brings to give them
will be their biggest test.
If they wake on Christmas morning
and Santa hasn’t been,
it’s because they’re on his bad list.
They’re the worst he’s ever seen.
If we are out of work
and looking for a job,
they still say that we’re just shirking
and begrudge us our few bob.
Next Voting Day we’ll show them
just what we think of cuts:
we’ll support the other Parties,
with no nonsense, ifs or buts!!!
Vote Well
(♫ The First Noel)
In this year that we call
two thousand thirteen,
we have many more paupers
than we’ve ever seen.
It isn’t just fate
that’s brought us such woe:
It’s the Tories in Government,
who really should go.
Vote well, vote well!
Vote well, vote well!
Don’t choose the Tories: They make our lives Hell.
Though they grudge a pittance
to those on the dole,
their own costs suck cash
like a giant black hole.
They spend much less
on things that we need,
then set their own pay
with extravagant greed.
Vote well, vote well!
Vote well, vote well!
Don’t choose the Tories: They make our lives Hell.
Though our housing is poor,
we can’t afford heat,
and we’re going to food banks
for something to eat,
they’re living in style,
with tables beset
with turkeys and treats
for their best Christmas yet.
Vote well, vote well!
Vote well, vote well!
Don’t choose the Tories: They make our lives Hell.
As Christmas comes,
and another New Year,
look forward with patience
‘til Voting Day’s here,
and our Tory leaders
find out what we think:
Their attitude’s bad,
and their policies stink!
Vote well, vote well!
Vote well, vote well!
Don’t choose the Tories: They make our lives Hell.