The country was in a terrible state,
Parliament had rose for a Budget debate,
It was quite a few moments before Thatcher spoke,
When she said "Sex will cost two quid a poke",
Whether you're short, skinny, long, or thick,
The tax will be paid on the use of your prick,
Then Tony Benn said "Maggie look here -
Will this tax apply to the boys who are queer ?"
Ex-Chancellor Lawson rose and looked glum,
"Will I be exempt as I only like bum ?"
Maggie replied, and shouted quite airy,
"You'll fucking pay double you dirty old fairy"
Up rose David Steel to tremendous applause,
He grabbed hold of Shirley and whipped off her drawers,
He straddled accross her and fucked her at will,
And shouted to Maggie "Put that on the bill"
Hattersley then shouted "I think I'll resign
I haven't had sex for such a long time."
I dream every night of a big juicy crutch,
But two quid a time is a bit fucking much,
The debate carried on, oh what a sight,
Kinnock kept wanking the whole of the night,
MP's were comming, - the speaker was last,
And in the excitement the dumb bill was passed,
So now in the bedrooms of England each night,
There's many a fanny closed good and tight.
They are taxing our booze and taxing our fags,
And now the bastards are taxing our shags,
If two quid a time is the price we must pay,
It's now with ourselves we must play,
So to quench our frustration we go for a wank,
For the state of the country we have Thatcher to thank.