What a Party! by Muddy Summers and the Dirty Field Whores Lyrics

Quote from the song “What a Party!” by Muddy Summers and the Dirty Field Whores

I know empathy's hard for a lot of people these days
Slipping into someone else's shoes, well it don't pay
But still I'm gonna chuck some scenarios your way
Of what's on the horizon if we don't get shot of the likes of May

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “What a Party!”

• Produced: Jeremy Paul Carroll
• Written: Gail Something-Else
• Release Date: May 17, 2017

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[Verse 1]

I know empathy's hard for a lot of people these days
Slipping into someone else's shoes, well it don't pay
But still I'm gonna chuck some scenarios your way
Of what's on the horizon if we don't get shot of the likes of May

[Chorus]

And her party
Man, I wish I did karate
I'd chop that smug look off her face
Their politics are a fucking disgrace

[Verse 2]

So imagine you lose your job and can't make ends meet
And you go to claim from the welfare state you've paid into each week
But the sign on the door says 'Closed' and you end up on the street
With your family, well you can thank Ms Leopard-Skin Feet

[Chorus]

And her party
Man, I wish I did karate
I'd chop that smug look off her face
Their politics are a fucking disgrace

[Verse 3]

And it's not because your hard earned contributions got spent
On scroungers and immigrants who you think should have been sent
To the gulag or the workhouse, nah, the Tories are hellbent
On making rich folk richer, and don't give a toss about your rent

[Chorus]

Argh! May's party
Man, I wish I did karate
I'd chop that smug look off her face
Their politics are a fucking disgrace

[Verse 4]

Or your old Mum, she gets ill and needs to go for tests
But can't because she's too skint, and there's no NHS
'Cause they sold it off, bit by bit, to private interests
And she dies because this shower of shit chose to feather their own nests

[Chorus]

What a party!
Man, I wish I did karate
I'd chop that smug look off her face
Their politics are a fucking disgrace

[Verse 4]

The party of class cleansing, and they sure ain't relenting
The poor, sick and disabled are scrabbling under tables
For crumbs and slender pickings, it's all gone fucking Dickens
And blatant they are too, looking down their nose at you
With your consumer debt noose that you won't ever cut loose
'Cause it holds status in your head, those chains that keep you in the red
But, hey, just blame immigration for this zero contract nation
And governments are all the same, right?
But if you vote them in, you're to blame, right?
Blood your hands for all to see if you choose to vote Tory
And if you're working class, don't forget to also blood your arse

[Chorus]

What a party!
Man, I wish I did karate
I'd chop that smug look off her face
Their politics are a fucking disgrace

Blue tits love the cream off the top
Well these tits are blue, and they've
Got to be stopped