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IDS YAC

IDS,YAC

(To the tune of ‘Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious’)

History has its fair share
Of nasty, little bastards
Of bullies, nutters and shitbags
Who’ve turned up to abuse us

One wonders how these psychopaths
Come to wield such power
But suddenly there cometh a man
Who ushers in the hour.

Eichmann had his answer
Stalin had his purges
Pol Pot had his New Years Day
And Caligula, his ‘urges’

Oh, IDS,IDS,
The banks fucked up; not we
But you’d rather cull
The vulnerable
IDSYAC

Nowadays it’s easier
With twisted facts and spin
To indulge in quiet eugenics
With no opprobrium

The law that covers hate-speech
Of course, don’t apply to you
But who could prosecute you
Now that legal aid’s gone, too?

Your greedy friends made this mess
What made you inhumane?
Now you get away with murder
Why do the blameless take the blame?

Oh, IDS,IDS,
You’ll go down in history
Does it swell your dick
To kill off the sick?
IDSYAC

 

 

 

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