Thanks to Noel Coward for the inspiration behind this one (and I don’t just mean the Donald Gill postcard). Patricia Routledge sings the original words:
Oh dear, Mrs Brisket
We’ve gone and voted for a Brexit
Voters chilled
Farage just thrilled
And Dave’s making jam for the Women’s Guild
UKIP be praised
The drawbridge raised
And immigrants told they’re misfits
The pound’s on the floor
Things will cost much more
Oh dear, Mrs Brisket
Oh dear, Mrs Bri
sket
We’ve gone and voted for a Brexit
The EU’s dead
So we now dread
The plumbers back to Poland soon will all have fled
Davis looks dazed
Liam Fox is phased
We’re really going to get a hard exit
Out on our ear
No free trade, I fear
Oh dear, Mrs Brisket
Oh dear, Mrs Brisket
We’ve gone and voted for a Brexit
Merkel’s got the hump
France is in the dumps
Guess who’s picked a President called Donald Trump
Voters gone mad
Don’t things look bad?
Do we really want to try and fix it?
They’ll close Europe’s door
French vacances no more
Au ‘voir, Mrs Brisket