Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Peter Snow (to the tune of Let it Go)

Peter Snow should light up the telly tonight
But alas he's not to be seen
Jez Vine was his replacement,
I wanna punch him in the spleen.
I'd whip him with dowelling, his stupid face so snide
Just can't abide him, heaven knows I tried.
Don't let him in, don't let me see
Be the election night you always used to be
Conceal, Vine's spiel, don't let them show
Well, now you know!
Peter Snow, Peter Snow
Can't hold it back anymore
Peter Snow, why'd you go
Turned away and slammed the door!
I don't care
What Vine's got to say
Let my wrath rage on,
The polls never bothered me anyway.
It's funny how his existence
Really seems to get my gall
But the fears of who controls us
Don't get to me at all!
It's time to see who will win through
Or which two chumps will form a crew
Who's right, who's wrong, no clues for me – you see!
Peter Snow, Peter Snow
You're the one we want not Vine
Peter Snow, Peter Snow
Your Swingometer was fine!
That's my stand
And so I'll say
Let's get Snow back on.
The power parties hold their breath in the countdown
Arsehole is spouting his election factuals all around
So one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
Are you ever coming back,
Or is the past just in the past!
Peter Snow, Peter Snow
You were there at the break of dawn
Peter Snow, Peter Snow,
That perfect world has gone!
Here I stand,
On election day
But now Peter's gone,
The polls never bothered me anyway.