Merry Christmas Maggie Thatcher

I know we've been out on strike for eight months now But don't worry, we're gonna have the best bloody Christmas party we've ever had Hey Santa Walter, can you hear it in the distance? Can you sense it far away? Is it old Rudolph the reindeer? It's Santa on his sleigh It's heading up to Easington It's coming down the Tyne Oh, it's bloody Maggie Thatcher and Michael Heseltine So merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher May God's love be with you We all sing together in one breath Merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher We all celebrate today 'Cause it's one day closer to your death They've come to raid your stockings And to steal your Christmas pud But don't be too downhearted It's all for your own good The economic infrastructure must be swept away To make way for business parts and lower rates of pay So merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher May God's love be with you We all sing together in one breath Merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher We all celebrate today 'Cause it's one day closer to your death And they've brought their fascist boot boys And they've brought the boys in blue And the whole Trade Union Congress Will be at the party too And they'll all hold hands together All standing in a line 'Cause they're privatising Santa This merry Christmastime So merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher May God's love be with you We all sing together in one breath Merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher We all celebrate today 'Cause it's one day closer to your death Merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher May God's love be with you We all sing together in one breath Merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher We all celebrate today 'Cause it's one day closer to your death Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling, Heseltine You're a tosser, you're a tosser And you're just a Tory Swine