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Iain Duncan Smith - You're a C​*​nt

by The Toxic Dogs

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Inspired by, and dedicated to that lovely man at the Department of Workhouses and Pensions, Iain Duncan Smith. May he never have need for anything.

lyrics

Eins zwei drei FEAR!

You're just another of Maggie's favourites
Failed since '97
Your lack of popularity
You blame on 9/11
Something for nothing, someone to blame
Someone to demonise, someone to shame
No apologies for being so blunt
Iain Duncan Smith - you're a cunt

What a sicko you must be
To get so much enjoyment
Deciding which of the sick and dying
Are fit for full employment
Much better if they work for free
In your best mate's factory
More despised than the National Front
Ian Duncan Smith - you're a cunt

And when they hang you by your neck
They'll come from far and wide to check
And queue to pull down on your legs
To make sure that you're dead
To make sure that you're dead
To make sure that you're fucking dead

You persecute the weak and poor
And cheer when they suffer
But when the day of reckoning comes
You'd better run for cover
Making cuts to save a million
Wasting nearly two fucking billion
Your Universal Credit stunt
Ian Duncan Smith - you're a cunt

You put in claims for pants and breakfast
And Betsy's paid to do fuckall
There's one place you and yours belong
That's up against the fucking wall
When the Euro Commission finds you
Guilty, those who stood behind you
Will abandon you to the hunt
Iain Duncan Smith - you're a cunt

And when they hang you by your neck
They'll come from far and wide to check
And queue to pull down on your legs
To make sure that you're dead
To make sure that you're dead
To make sure that you're fucking dead

Financially and morally bankrupt
Bailed out by the father-in-law
Hated by the opposition
Your own back bench and millions more
If you had your fucking way
You'd have us all on minimum pay
Leave the poor to take the brunt
Iain Duncan Smith - you're a cunt

And when they hang you by your neck
They'll come from far and wide to check
And queue to pull down on your legs
To make sure that you're dead
To make sure that you're dead
To make sure that you're dead
To make sure that you're dead you cunt

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released October 16, 2015
Written by The Toxic Dogs
Vocals - Mal Content
Backing Vocals - Mal Content and Bernard O'Bese
Bass - Bernard O'Bese
Rhythm and Lead Guitar - Bernard O'Bese
Drums - Mal Content and Drumbot
Mixed and Produced - Mal Content

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