Oh all the wonder
in the daily blunders
as the left once again
over plays their hand
In the do as I say
not as I do attitude
for those with no clue
in their daily demands

While inside their bubble
without all this trouble
happy and free
are the elite
Who would have guessed this
uprising of peasants
would open their eyes
and finally see

What's good for the goose
would be the gander in noose
in this new found up rise
hang them all high
As the chains they've been using
are finally loosened
in this wave of the truth
in this turning of tide

While they sit round in wonder
watching it all go under
through all their blunders
losing their bird in hand
We now see what they say
is only meant to enslave
excuses they make
as we all exit stage left