To the tune of 'Dedicated Follower of Fashion'

Asylum seekers here, asylum seekers there
In Throckmorton, and who knows where
Their story's been splashed all over this week's Daily Mail
In which they're designated foreigners for bashing

They'll rob our homes, they'll nick our jobs
Though paradox-ically we think they're slobs
And the local lads will hang around in Union Jack t-shirts
Looking for anybody swarthy with a 'tache on.

Oh yes they will, oh yes they will,
And we don't believe their tales of persecution
We'll stick them in an old air base at thirty to a room
With just a desicated matress there to crash on

They come from near, they come from far
Hanging from planes and Eurostars
They're bogus and they're scroungers,
Look for god's sake, man – they're brown
And we're all educated swallowers of fascism.

by Mitch Benn

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