Plague Songs - The Rule of Law / by Rich Hobbs

“Boris” has fucked The Rule of Law!

And what’s in there not to adore?

Now we can batter down his door

And piss upon his parquet floor,

Steal everything he’s got, and more,

Then sock the fucker on the jaw

And he can’t even call The Law!

Posh twats straight out of Evelyn Waugh

Survey vast tracts of fen and moor

Their family’s owned since days of yore

And every fat complacent boor

Assumes they’ll own it evermore -

But not without The Rule of Law!

For “libertarians” ignore

That mutual aid’s required before

You smash the state and ditch the law.

They think that they can simply whore

After loot and furthermore,

Unbound by rules that they deplore,

They can pillage even more

And safely stash the swag  offshore!

But typically, they don’t explore

The flipside in this tug-o-war:

That WE can steal from THEM, and nor

Can they stop us, without The Law.

Nor will the sound of dropping jaw

Of Tories who’ve been so cocksure

Prevent the spilling of their gore

Without protection of The Law.

So now they’ve dumped The Rule of Law

Let’s prise open their grasping claw,

Deprive them of their homes galore,

Smash their Oxbridge boatclub oar, 

Land our ships upon their shore,

Bring down our hammers just like Thor

As we even up the score.

And if they scream “WHERE IS THE LAW?”

They should’ve thought of that before

They let “Boris” fuck The Law.