His Party
Nobody cares about Nigel Farage
UKIP peddles his line
It’s just his personal raj
And he’s an unlikely divine
It's his party, and I'll mock if I want to
Mock if I want to, mock if I want to
You would mock too if it happened to you
Hearing his speeches, keep crying all night
He is a terrible trial
Though Nigel's messing with me
He has no substance or style
It's his party, and I'll mock if I want to
Mock if I want to, mock if I want to
You would mock too if it happened to you
Nigel and UKIP just walked through the door
Giving each other a smooch
Oh no election surprise
UKIP is only his pooch
It's his party, and I'll mock if I want to
Mock if I want to, mock if I want to
You would mock too if it happened to you
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