To the tune of Thinking Out Loud. Apologies to Ed Sheeran and fans.
When things don't work like they used to before
And we can't get back on our feet
Will the party remember my faithfulness
Will your grants help us out of the mess
And we can't get back on our feet
Will the party remember my faithfulness
Will your grants help us out of the mess
Cos comrades I've been voting you since 94
And comrades my heart still falls as hard in 26
And I'm thinking 'bout how money
disappears in mysterious ways
Maybe at the scratch of a pen
Maybe at the scratch of a pen
Still I fall in love with you every polling day
And that's just the way that I am
So comrades now
Take me into³ your loving arms
Help me under the light of a thousand stars
Cos the power's gone out again
For crying out loud
We don't want to stay right where we are
Take me into³ your loving arms
Help me under the light of a thousand stars
Cos the power's gone out again
For crying out loud
We don't want to stay right where we are
When my teeth fall out and all my bones ache
And I can't remember my name
When I go to to the polls in a donkey cart, mm
You know I will still vote the same way
When I go to to the polls in a donkey cart, mm
You know I will still vote the same way
'Cause comrades your brand can never grow old, it's evergreen
Your slogans are forever in my mind and memory
Your slogans are forever in my mind and memory
I'm thinking 'bout how money disappears in mysterious ways
Some people say it's a scam
You just keep on making the same mistakes
Knowing that we'll understand
Knowing that we'll understand
So comrades now
Take me into³ your loving arms
Help me under the light of a thousand stars
Cos the power's gone out again
For crying out loud
We don't want to stay right where we are
Take me into³ your loving arms
Help me under the light of a thousand stars
Cos the power's gone out again
For crying out loud
We don't want to stay right where we are
So leaders now
Take me into your loving arms
Help me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh comrades, place your hand on my bank account
For crying out loud
Comrades we can't stay just where we are
Take me into your loving arms
Help me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh comrades, place your hand on my bank account
For crying out loud
Comrades we can't stay just where we are
Oh comrades, we can't stay right where we are (maybe)
No, we can't stay right where we are
No, we can't stay right where we are
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