Текст: Gilbert Osullivan. Con Lab Lib.

Well I've been trying to make a living
working eight hours a day
But despite the overtime
what I take home is
a disgrace
Still old con-lab-lib still
Keeps coming round
Looking for support

I've got a car that doesn't go
A baby that won't stop crying
And a wife that works so hard
She can't afford a lie-in
Still old con-lab-lib keeps coming round
Look for support

Who the hell does he think he is
Telling us the way that we should live
While he's out dining A La Carte

We're back to war like
Back to war like rationing parts

He says he doesn't really care if we are
for against him
Cause he knows in the long run
We are bound to elect him
Still old con-lab-lib keeps coming round
looking for support

I've never seen anybody that could lie with
Such ease I call it second nature He calls it his policies And as for his movements As your expect He's extremely moderate right where he is left Who the hell does he think he is Telling us the way that we should live While he's out dining A La Carte We're back to war like Back to war like rationing parts Well I've been trying to make a living working eight hours a day But despite the overtime what I take home is a disgrace Still old con-lab-lib still Keeps coming round Looking for support