reeLer - Thatcher On The Rye Lyrics

He gets high on the big time
Greasing back his wig
Just like a friendly Weinstein
His mistress is on the moonshine
She suspects he's done the dirty with his 2nd ex-wife
He gets by sipping dessert wine
While displacing native tribes
To build a new pipeline
His backbench who share a bloodline
Are down the old boy clubs to rear another Eton Frankenstein
He's a different type of swine
This is the modern paradigm
Chew the fat until it's slime
Like a Thatcher on the rye
Tap the phone line to get the grapevine
He's ravenous for blood and yet it's only lunchtime
Tall picket fences for long picket lines
He's up against the wall, under pressure to resign
So he wears his chopines
To show he's hard line
He prostitutes his words
Until they fit the tagline
A Mussolini crossed with an Epstein
He only needs to smile to make the world cry
He's a different type of swine
This is the modern paradigm
Chew the fat until it's slime
Like a Thatcher on the rye
Like a Thatcher on the rye
Like a Thatcher on the rye
Like a Thatcher on the rye
Like a Thatcher on the rye