Merry Christmas Maggie Thatcher (Billy Elliot the Musical)
Can you hear it in the distance Can you sense it far away Is it old Rudolph the reindeer Is it Santa on his sleigh It's heading up to Easington It's coming down the Tyne Oh it's bloddy Maggie Thatcher And Michael Heseltine
So merry Christmas Maggie Thatcher May God's love be with you We all sing together in one breath Merry Christmas Maggie Thatcher We all celebrate today 'Cause it's one day closer to your death
They've come to raid your stockings And to steal your Christmas pud But don't be too downhearted It's all for your own good The economic infrastructure Must be swept away To make way for call centres And lower rates of pay
And they've brought their fascist boot boys And they've brought the boys in blue And the whole Trade Union Congress Will be at the party too And they'll all hold hands together All standing in a line 'Cause they're privatising Santa This merry Christmas time
Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Heseltine You're a tosser, you're a tosser And you're just a Tory Swine