A little ditty to sing to yourself if you're a bit skint and looking through your empty cupboards for a bit of food, or if your child's ill and facing a 26 week wait for a hospital bed, or if you're standing in the rain at a bus stop when a BMW full of immigrants whizzes by, or if you're standing outside a Bingo Hall which used to be a chapel, watching builders put the finishing touches to another shiny new Mosque. This song will cheer you up no end - not.
Sing it to the tune of that good old Christian song: 'Michael Row The Boat Ashore' - and preferably in a good old Middle East accent:
Amhed row the boat ashore, Or I’ll shoot ya
Britain’s got freedom, benefits and more, Hallelujah.
Baasim help to trim the sails, Or I’ll do yer.
Head for England, Scotland or Wales, Hallelujah.
The English Channel is deep and wide, But don’t rue yer
We’ve plenty of friends on the other side, Hallelujah.
The Brits aren’t smart, they’re dumb and weak, don’t let ‘em fool yer.
They’ll gives us houses, and £300 a week, Hallelujah
Abdul keep our explosives dry, and the detonator, So we can blow some Brits sky high, a little later.
Amhed row the boat ashore, Or I’ll shoot ya
Britain’s got freedom, benefits and more, Hallelujah.
It's nice and dark and I see land now, that'll do yer.
So let's land this fecking dhow, Hallelujah.
