Gay Squirrels
Chorus:
Sing if you're glad to be grey;
Sing if you're happy that way –
Sing if you're glad to be grey;
Sing if you're happy that way.
Bright-eyed and bushy, but if you're not red,
You're better off taking these free pills instead.
You're stealing around, nicking nuts you don't own,
And lowering all of the countryside's tone.
Chorus:
Taking the biscuit, and swiping the eggs,
You're what we'd all call society's dregs –
Each one a pest, and a serial offender,
Confused about colour and breeding and gender.
Chorus:
You're killing our songbirds, you think it's a lark,
You're filling our parklands when out after dark.
It's time that we turned back your terrible tide:
Go back to your trees, it's an end to Grey Pride.
Chorus:
Sing if you're glad to be grey;
Sing if you're happy that way –
Sing if you're glad to be grey;
Sing if you're happy that way.
