
	BONO
	Written by Intermittent Explosive Disorder

	Your early output was sublime
	But it only got worse with time
	You've done some good things for the poor
	But we can't stick you any more
	
	Whenever you're on my TV
	You tell me to give to charity
	But you're worth half a billion pounds
	And won't pay tax on your home ground
	You hypocrite

	Bono, Bono, Bono
	Please fuck off now, Bono

	You smug self-righteous media-whore
	Is there a point to you any more?
	Your ego runs out of control
	At the thought of saving souls
	You messianic loon

	Bono, Bono, Bono
	We wish you were gone-o

	Bono, Bono, Bono
	More annoying than Yoko Onno

	We don't mean to sound horrible
	You know it isn't personal
	We're sure that you're a decent guy
	But the world would still get by
	Without you

	We'll get by without you
	We'll get by without you
	We'll get by without you
	We'll get by without you, Bono
	
	Kindly take yourself away
	Kindly take yourself away



	OH, NIGEL FARAGE!
	Written by Intermittent Explosive Disorder

	Oh, Nigel Farage!
	Is it true you've a racist garage?
	Filled with pictures of Enoch
	A Jim Davidson wall-clock
	Some Mel Gibson posters
	And an Aryan toaster
	That helps keep you pretty well fed
	And won't let you put in brown bread

	Oh, Nigel Farage!
	You're no fan of, how you say, "gay marriage"
	You say such equality
	Is wanton frivolity
	The poofters and dykes
	Can all get on their bikes
	Why should they be treated the same?
	It's their choice, so they are to blame!

	You make Clarkson look like a seasoned debater
	Or Julie Burchill like an amateur hater
	You look like the offspring
	Of an unholy tryst betwixt fish
	And potater

	Oh, Nigel Farage!
	Your support is just a mirage
	It's been demonstrated
	The uneducated
	From ill-informed quarters
	Are your core supporters
	And your candidates seem so to be
	Mostly rejects from the BNP

	Oh, Nigel Farage!
	You're not all that keen on fromage
	You don't need foreign wine
	You can get by just fine
	On a nice pint of beer
	If it was brewed here
	Close the borders and all will be well
	The import/export trade can go to hell!

	You don't want DNA here from non-English sources
	Though the toffs all look like they've been rogering horses
	We need genes from elsewhere
	Or we'll breed backward bigots
	With overbites and bad hair

	Oh, Nigel Farage!
	How we wish you were hit with a barrage
	Of falafels and bhajis
	While Belgians and Argies
	Hurl your manifesto
	Smeared in dijon and pesto
	And all manner of things from abroad
	While we all stand around and applaud

	Oh, Nigel Farage!
	Foreign folk you gladly disparage
	One last thing we feel we should mensh
	You xenophobic tit, your name's French!
	
	

	(FAR TOO) CLOSE TO ME
	Music by Burt Bacharach and Hal David
	Lyrics by Intermittent Explosive Disorder

	Why do wasps suddenly appear
	Every time I drink beer
	In the sun
	In a pub garden?
	FUCKING BASTARD WASPS!
	GET OUT OF IT, YOU STRIPEY LITTLE SODS!



	BRIAN A-GO-GO
	Written by Intermittent Explosive Disorder
	
	Better turn on, better tune in
	Brian says that space is just amazing

	Brian A-Go-Go
	Brian A-Go-Go
	Brian A-Go-Go

	Brian points at the sky
	He does it lots and we all know why
	So many wonders way out there
	He really wants to share

	Brian A-Go-Go
	Brian A-Go-Go
	Brian A-Go-Go

	He's got facts, he works at CERN
	He's on the telly, and he helped us learn
	About the boson of Mr Higgs
	'Cause science is his gig

	He says that God plays dice with the world
	All bets are off in the quantum world
	Ignorant twits in the world
	He'll set them right

	Brian A-Go-Go
	Brian A-Go-Go
 
	Better turn on, better tune in
	Brian says that space is just amazing

	Brian A-Go-Go

	Better turn on, better tune in
	Brian says that space is just amazing
