Ah, what a thankless task to rule! To make oneself Britannia 's tool With duty, loyalty and love For anyone who ranks above, Attain at last one's proper fate Heading a Ministry of State And then kick out with due dispatch Whomever the boot-boys can catch! Ensure for lady, child and gent A nastier environment; Deport them to some random spot - Who cares if they are Brits or not? They'll never vote