The House Of Hangover Poem by Billy Henderson

Idlefrets Music.23.07.20

1. Just think of all the houses we've all seen come and go.Lancaster, Plantagenets, Tudor, Stuarts & co; But now along with the house of lords another fills the role, Alas the ‘House of Hangover' put millions on the dole.

2. History has taught us nothing much at all, For we still re-elect them, the vermin of Whitehall,The gap between the rich & poor grows wider, ‘bless my soul', Alas the ‘House of Hangover' put millions on the dole.

3. As for this pandemic, for sure the truth will out, That's despite what we all know, the ‘beautiful lies' you spout, You have the cheek to tell us it's all under control, Alas the ‘House of Hangover' put millions on the dole.

4. If the truth be told, ah Boris, you're Britain's black disgrace, Reading body language, I'd slap your smarmy face, Reel in your tartan Tories, you've got on your bankroll,Alas the ‘House of Hangover' put millions on the dole.

5. We're not asking for your blessing, you stuttering freelance loafer, Don't bite the bullet, bite your bum, you blue-rinse pocket gopher,Crawl back to your ‘Home Counties' your Tory casserole, Alas the ‘House of Hangover' put millions on the dole