Lyrics:
Here’s to the virtue-signalling “Free Palestine” NPCs, who pivoted in an eyeblink to “Don’t Free Iran” – may they choke on their hypocritical bile!
And to the kefiyyeh-wearing street-blockers and their prayer-rug roadshow – let them drink Guinness through a straw! And not the Zero version!
And to our gutless so-called leaders, who pee their pants at the thought of upsetting their jihadi imports – may the tail finally wag the dog straight off a cliff!
Now sing it with me, boys…
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine?
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine!
For your borders undefined
And your justice misaligned
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
Every Saturday’s another march with hate and bile galore
Supporting terror, waving flags of those who call for war
But when Iran kills thirty thousand, which side do you choose?
We see right through you – you just back the side that hates the Jews!
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine?
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine!
For morality you feign
And the victims you disdain
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
Used to be our streets were clean, our lives were safe and good
Now foreign thugs and grooming gangs have taken over the hood
Our coppers won’t enforce the law because they’ve got directions
To make nice with the terrorists who vote in our elections!
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine?
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine!
For your Stockholm syndrome
That makes us dhimmi in our home
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
The mobs who march for Palestine don’t share our Western ways
Their culture calls for conquest, intifada’s what they praise
They say it’s Israel, don’t be fooled! That’s just their first demand
Their final goal’s a Caliphate, Sharia in your land!
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine?
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine!
For your Allahu Akbar
And your funding from Qatar
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
I been working hard all day, just wanna get back to my abode
And in front of me’s a sea of bodies praying in the road
We took you in as guests, now you act like you own the show
We’re done with being polite – respect our culture or you go!
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine?
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine!
From the river to the sea
Our homeland will be free
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
This violent fifth column has our leaders peeing their pants
Every policy decision is subject to their demands
From Villa and Maccabi, to siding with Iran,
They always bow to pressure, that’s the Islamist plan!
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine?
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine!
With your politics distorted
By jihadis you imported
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine?
You can stick it where the sun don’t shine!
Wrap your flag in broken glass
And then shove it up your ass
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
(Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!)
So here’s to the people, the ones who see the truth!
No more bending to the mobs, no more lies to soothe!
Raise a pint, lads, and sing it loud — we’re done with their charade!
Oh you know where you can shove your Palestine!
(Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!)
