Ok Tory!
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
I don't give a fuck about some upper class Tory
'Cause when I'm voting
They ain't able to walk in the morning
They Stephen Hawking
Yeah, I got these hoes up in labour like they be Jeremy Corbyn
Please, don't sell the NHS 'cause I canny afford it
Boris Johnson is a bellend somet' like Piers Morgan
Smack your local Tory 'til they're begging and crawling
Laughing at your funeral 'cause I'll be playing the organ
You know, if the Tories win after we put this out
I–uhh, we're gonna be like that fucking Yoda meme that's like
"Uhh, valid argument, I do not"
"Mmm, clown emoji, I must send"
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory, I'm in your house like Cory, uh
Malcolm in the middle class, tryna come for me, uh
Working class Tory, boy, you a little bitch
Sell the NHS 'cause fuck them kids
Fiesty one, Tory-boy, you are
Bet it feels good to kill the poor, uh-huh
Murdering the innocent, that gets your dick hard
And I know you keep your taxes in the bank off shore, yeah
I get sloppy toppy from goth Tories
But not really 'cause they look like horses
They will sell our healthcare to buy Porsches
Fuck our human rights, they want our corpses
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
I don't give a fuck about some upper class Tory
'Cause when I'm voting
They ain't able to walk in the morning
They Stephen Hawking
Yeah, I got these hoes up in labour like they be Jeremy Corbyn
Please, don't sell the NHS 'cause I canny afford it
Boris Johnson is a bellend somet' like Piers Morgan
Smack your local Tory 'til they're begging and crawling
Laughing at your funeral 'cause I'll be playing the organ
You know, if the Tories win after we put this out
I–uhh, we're gonna be like that fucking Yoda meme that's like
"Uhh, valid argument, I do not"
"Mmm, clown emoji, I must send"
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory
OK Tory, I'm in your house like Cory, uh
Malcolm in the middle class, tryna come for me, uh
Working class Tory, boy, you a little bitch
Sell the NHS 'cause fuck them kids
Fiesty one, Tory-boy, you are
Bet it feels good to kill the poor, uh-huh
Murdering the innocent, that gets your dick hard
And I know you keep your taxes in the bank off shore, yeah
I get sloppy toppy from goth Tories
But not really 'cause they look like horses
They will sell our healthcare to buy Porsches
Fuck our human rights, they want our corpses
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Writer(s): Liam Gangplank, Connor Edwards
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