The Chris Grayling song

The Chris Grayling song
Apologies to Manfred Mann

There he was just a-flyin’ down the Gulf, singin’
‘Doha diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Wastin’ our money and avoidin’ the press, singin’
“Doha diddy diddy dum diddy do”
He looked bad (looked bad), he looked bald (looked bald)
He looked bad, he looked bald and I nearly spat my tea
Before I knew it he was lyin’ on TV, singin’
“Doha diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Tellin’ his fibs just as natural as can be, singin’
‘”Doha diddy diddy dum diddy do”
He flew on (flew on) a real bore (real bore)
He flew on a real bore, then I barfed a little more
Whoa-oh, I knew we was fibbing like ma-a-ad
Yes I did, and so I shouted all the swear words I’d been dreamin’ of
Now I’m backin’ Labour every single day, singin’
“Doha diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Ah’m so lefty and that’s how I’m gonna stay, singin’
‘”Doha diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Well I’m Left (I’m Left), he’s Right (he’s Right)
His government’s a load of (sorry no rhyme).
Doha Diddy Diddy dum Diddy do.

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