Immigrants from a foreign land
Their welcome overstayed
Worshipping a minority God
To which many have never prayed
Workshy and taking from the state
Living lives at our expense
So we must take our country back
And end this Royal pretence
Imagine a country for the workers
With wealth in common held
The diseased trees of nobility
All cauterised and felled
And spreading across the continents
A soothing salve of peace
Equality for everyone
Where bitterness will cease
So don't let them misdirect you
And fill your heart with fear
They hide who truly has the power
For the sake of their career
It's not the question we should be asking
This should be a different vote
Laying siege to their entitlement
And drain away the moat
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