Lines on Gordon Brown becoming Prime Minister

With apologies to The Beatles.


Dear Prudent, now Tony’s out on his ear
Dear Prudent, we’ve all got reason to fear
Interest rates are up, and inflation is too
You can find more taxes to screw
Dear Prudent now Tony’s out on his ear

Dear Prudent open up your eyes
Dear Prudent see things to criminalise
Liberties, privacy and protesting
You can outlaw everything
Dear Prudent won't you open up your eyes?

Look around round
Look around round round
Look around

Dear Prudent see you pretend to smile
Dear Prudent pretend you have no guile
My pension fund has a hole driven through
But yours is index-linked, so what’s it to you?
Dear Prudent can’t you pretend to smile?

Dear Prudent, now you’ve had your day
Dear Prudent, selling Lordships for pay
The jig is up, we’re trillions in debt
(Not counting PFI we haven’t paid for yet)
Dear Prudent won't you come out to play