Nebember
Uhmm... November I mean.
(Music sting)
I heard the Liberals cry!
I heard them bawl the day their hopes did die!
Brother what a night that really was,
Brother what a pout it really was, glory be!
I heard the Liberals cry!
I heard them bawl the day their hopes did die!
Brother what a night the people saw,
Brother what poutrage the people really saw, yes indeed!
And the sound of disbelief rang
Through the press and celebrity gangs
And four more years will pass us by
While they plot and scheme away.