The Daily Mail

The moonies are up on a mountain The lunatics have taken over the asylum Waiting on the rapture Singing, we're here to keep your prices down Feed you to the hounds To the Daily Mail Together Together You made a pig's ear, you made a mistake Paid off security and got through the gate You got away with it but we lie in wait Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Where's the truth? What's the use? I'm hanging around lost and found And when you're here, innocent Fat chance, no plan No regard for human life Keep trying, you're not right You're fast to lose, you will lose You jumped the queue, go back again President for life, lord of all The flies in the sky, the beasts of the earth The fish in the sea, you've lost command