Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite They call to your door at election times Promising you everything in life You listen attentatively and give them your time And eventually you give them your vote They return to the Dail and start to fight Only because they all think their right Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite.
Ireland,it just does'nt seem right People are starting to worry were they right to vote They voted Fianne Fail, who have a gall Because they can't get it right The taoiseacht at the time Was busy hidding money,with his past bunny Only to be found out So carful were his answers That it came to light That Celia bought a beauty parlour Just to look right Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite
The Tribunal for him won't be a win So he may give up his fight He has lost all his credability by acting the goat Funny thing is, he still got your vote Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite
I don't like to complain but Bertie should explain How much pain he has caused for his own gain You had a responability to this nation And remember have no notion Or you would be better off taking a poison potion Than pushing a posion pen Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite
We are a very forgiving Nation,Tolerable one too So don't be worring Bertie as Mary is doing it too Her health is not the best,neither is mine I guess she's filling her pockets with Bertie in mind Sure Charlie did it for years with no one in mind So don't be worring Bertie We all have you on our minds! Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite.
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Posted: Jan 2010
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Politican in Ireland are still talking a load of shite!
Comments (1)
I think it's same all over the world. Thank you