I cross the ocean poor and broke, take bus see employment folk.
Nice man treat me good in there ,say i need to see man in welfare.
Welfare say you come no more, we send money to your door.
Welfare cheques they make you wealthy,
NHS it keep you healthy.
By and by i get plenty of money,
thanks to you , you british dummy.
Write to friends in motherland tell them come east as soon you can.
They come in turbans and ford trucks, and buy big house with welfare bucks.
They come here we live together,
more welfare cheques it gets better.
Fourteen families, they move in, but neighbours' patience wearing thin
Finally british guy moves away, now I buy his house then I say
find more immigrants for house to rent and in the yard I put a tent.
We have a hobby it's called breeding,
welfare pay for baby feeding.
Kids need dentist, wives need pills,
we get free, we got no bills!
British crazy they work all year,
to keep the welfare running here.
We think uk darn good place - too darn good for british race.
If they no like us they can scram, got lots of room in afghanistan.
for all the people over there already this just about sums up the uk now. Cheers Graham