The party that became so powerful
By sinking foreign boats
Is dreaming up new promises
Because promises win votes

And being resolute in conference
With the ad man's expertise
The majority by their silence
Shall pay for days like these

The right to build communities
Is back behind closed doors
'Tween government and people stands
The right arm of the law

And shame upon the patriot
When the mark of the Bulldog Breed
Is a family without a home
And a pensioner in need

Those whose lives are ruled by dogma
Are waiting for a sign
The Better Dead Than Red Brigade
Are listening on the line

And the liberal, with a small L
Cries in front of the TV
And another demonstration
Passes on to history
Peace, bread, work, and freedom
Is the best we can achieve
And wearing badges is not enough
In days like these