Trident, trident, Money down the drain,
It can kill all living creatures and then kill them all again
It’s time we got together and it’s time we made a fuss
So that we can bury trident, before it buries us.
- Who’re you trying to target, who’re you trying to kill?
Who are you deterring? Tell us if you will
Does it make you feel like Tarzan? Do you get a manly thrill?
While we poor bloody suckers, are picking up the bill.
- Cameron’s our leader, a fellow you can trust
He’s got his finger on the button and he’ll press it if he must
Then the enemy will do the same, and we’ll all have to adjust
To being tiny particles of patriotic dust
- We’re against proliferation. Everything you do
Is an open invitation, to join the nuclear queue
There’s Israel and India and Pakistan too
Soon everyone will want to have as big a bomb as you.
- But New Labour bombs humanely, so that makes things OK
There’s compassion for the elderly, ‘œPoor old Pinochet‘
Our schools are all above average, the ‘old boy’ network’s new
And the NHS is fit, so long as no-one has the flu!