Euro Us Into Europe

Long lanky island between Ireland and France,
Don't want to join in a European dance.
Coin of the realm fills their piggy banks,
Languages are difficult - only talk to Yanks.

Only 60 million people but Britannia rules the waves,
Keep thinking that way and you'll always be the slaves.
Wake up and smell the coffee you really aren't all fools,
Now is the time for the Brits to wave the rules.

The Euro makes the hols so cheap you don't know what you're missin'.
Lose a fortune when you go abroad - the banks call it commission.
Every time they cross the sea they drop a big percent,
Straight in the pocket of the bank teller gent.

The end is nigh the people sigh for our almighty quid,
It's so absurd it now appears as fishy as a squid.
The pound is dead - you have a choice the Euro or the Dollar,
"You row us into Europe now !" let everybody holler.