The Circle Game

The landlord's called last orders in the Mason's Arms,
But not a single hand is raised to drain a parting glass.
He might as well have saved his breath, not bothered to dim the lights,
They seem to have lost track of time, holding forth the rights
Of the workers, the unemployed, the miners and the gay,
One parent, ethnic bisexual amputees challenged in evry conceivable way.
Eh, Jeff, come and sit down, we can fir one more in,
Let's all sit round in a circle and be left wing

Right now you could say that we've taken the pub over,
Since we established our bridgehead back in October,
The old regulars have been pushed over into the corner to one side,
Just like poor old King Canute trying to stop the tide,We've never actually worked in
A mine, farm or factory,
But cultivate a scrotal appearance to give us credibility.
Eh, Gareth, some and sit down, we can fit one more in,
Let's all sit round in a circle and be left wing.

Now the mother tongue of Shakespeare has been unanimously voted out
By politically correct polytechnic Daleks -all night long we'll spout
For the cause of the revolution, workers, peasants, underclasses,
Though we've never actually seen a revo;utionary worker sat here on our arses,
But if you care to argue with our point of view,
We'll say you are a fascist and a middle class one too!
Eh, Maureen, some and sit down, we can fit one more in,
Let's all sit round in a circle and be left wing.

What we preach is workers' solidarity, that will win the day,
If only people would think for themselves and do as I say!
We're the equal opportunities thought police, let me make it absolutely clear
That we only see what we want to see and hear what we want to hear.
We come from Wales, from Glasgow, from Milton Keynes come we
To sit roud in a circle and turn our backls on reality,
Eh, Phil, some and sit down, we can fit one more in,
Let's all sit round in a circle and be left wing.

Here's Napoleon in dungarees, she's got six months off work to convalesce,
After her sense of humour by-pass operation was a complete success
(although it was done by a man!)
"Did she really need to go on twenty two assertiveness courses?"
You ask as she begings to defend her right to solve the problems of Nicaragua
While breastfeeding twins.
Her partner doesn't say much, but he knows that he might score
When she finally rune out of steam(yawn!) around about half past four
Eh,Jennry, some and sit down, we can fit one more in,
Let's all sit round in a circle and be left wing.

We espouse all noble causes , the dispossessed, the meek,
We'd have everybody out on strike, nine days a week.
We've been sold down the river by the powers that be,
By those fat capitalist bastards that have got more money than me
We hate all the polluters that destro our air, our sea, our earth,
As we chain smoke our Marlboroughs when we pause to take a breath
Eh, Euan, some and sit down, we can fit one more in,
Let's all sit round in a circle and be left wing.

Now, we don't actually live in a council estate or a tenement flat,
But in the white, upwardly mobile, west end of town or leafy cul de sac
We sit and nod and stroke our beards appearing very wise,
Looking like dead Bee Gees as we screw up our eyes;
But we've never ploughed the fileds or scattered , or at the coal face toiled,
And only broken into a sweat after seven pints of ale
Eh, Rob, some and sit down, we can fit one more in,
Let's all sit round in a circle and be left wing.

But what if the pub should suddenly freeze, at this point in time,
And be discovered by anthropologists some years down the line?
Like those people in Pompey, what a tale we'd tell,
Just like those old frozen woolly mammoths preserved in each detail:-
(David Bellamy voice)
Is this some obscuwe weligious witual that now we see unfweeze
Or was their development awwested by some stwange sociologically twansmitted disease?
And how on earth did they fit so many of the buggers in

Sat round in a circle - being left wing?