Britain  puts on its dark comic show

Britain  puts on its own comic show
Demons  now released,cold hatred bites
Hurts our people slowly, with cruel blows

Masochism  and sadism toe to toe
Kindness and good will are put to flight
Britain  puts on its dark comic show

Did the people voting ever know
What we heard were falsehoods ,patent lies
They hurt our people slowly  like cruel blows 

Now we’re humbled yet we cannot go
The show goes on, the sparrows  softly fly
Britain  puts on its iconic show

Hurt your neighbour, hurt yourself  and more
Stir up  rage and   let the people die
We ourselves made  lowly, by such blows 

Where is sense, where is our true ally?
Peace in our time, how the babies cry.
Britain  puts on its  black comic show
Mocks  the  people , shows love the front door