In response to David Cameron’s recent comments about the Blair Cabinet:-
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/6638593.stm
[Street scene - a rundown alley on a dark, miserable foggy night lit only by a pendulous and foreboding full moon.
Enter DAVID and MRS. CAMERON, hand in hand. They glance nervously from side to side as they proceed down the alley. DAVID is dressed in a bizarre red leather jump suit and sports a curly 1980’s style perm.
Enter stage right: a shambling wave of groaning, moaning living dead, which begin to stumble their way towards DAVID and MRS. CAMERON. Too late, they realise the alley is a dead end! They stop and turn to face the lurching undead.
As the head zombie approaches, the true horror of their predicament is unveiled: this fetid abomination is an UNDEAD TONY BLAIR!!!!
Cue music. Cameron starts moonwalking as a funky bassline kicks in.]
TO THE TUNE OF MICHAEL JACKSON’S THRILLER:-
It's close to midnight
And something evil's a-lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight
You see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream
But Tony takes the sound before you make it
It's not a dream
Next Gordon hits you right between the eyes
You're paralysed
Cos this is Laaaabour.... Labour Night
They took us to Irag and then swapped peerages for money and for
Faaavours..... Labour Night
You're losing civil rights because of Labour, Labour, tonight
[cue Vincent Price-esque Voiceover]
Darkness Falls Across The Land
The Midnight Hour Is Close At Hand
Creatures Crawl In Search Of Blood
To Terrorise Your Neighbourhood
And Whosoever Shall Be Found
Without The Love of Gordon Brown
Must Stand And Face A Black Damnation
Of Cameron Administration
The Foulest Stench Is In The Air
The Funk Of Britain's Tory Years
And Grizzy Ghouls From Every Tomb
Are Closing In To Seal Your Doom
And Though You Fight To Stay Alive
Your Courage starts to Waver
For either is a Frightsome Choice
Conservative or New Labour……
[close with evil ringing laughter, and darkness]
[Street scene - a rundown alley on a dark, miserable foggy night lit only by a pendulous and foreboding full moon.
Enter DAVID and MRS. CAMERON, hand in hand. They glance nervously from side to side as they proceed down the alley. DAVID is dressed in a bizarre red leather jump suit and sports a curly 1980’s style perm.
Enter stage right: a shambling wave of groaning, moaning living dead, which begin to stumble their way towards DAVID and MRS. CAMERON. Too late, they realise the alley is a dead end! They stop and turn to face the lurching undead.
As the head zombie approaches, the true horror of their predicament is unveiled: this fetid abomination is an UNDEAD TONY BLAIR!!!!
Cue music. Cameron starts moonwalking as a funky bassline kicks in.]
TO THE TUNE OF MICHAEL JACKSON’S THRILLER:-
It's close to midnight
And something evil's a-lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight
You see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream
But Tony takes the sound before you make it
It's not a dream
Next Gordon hits you right between the eyes
You're paralysed
Cos this is Laaaabour.... Labour Night
They took us to Irag and then swapped peerages for money and for
Faaavours..... Labour Night
You're losing civil rights because of Labour, Labour, tonight
[cue Vincent Price-esque Voiceover]
Darkness Falls Across The Land
The Midnight Hour Is Close At Hand
Creatures Crawl In Search Of Blood
To Terrorise Your Neighbourhood
And Whosoever Shall Be Found
Without The Love of Gordon Brown
Must Stand And Face A Black Damnation
Of Cameron Administration
The Foulest Stench Is In The Air
The Funk Of Britain's Tory Years
And Grizzy Ghouls From Every Tomb
Are Closing In To Seal Your Doom
And Though You Fight To Stay Alive
Your Courage starts to Waver
For either is a Frightsome Choice
Conservative or New Labour……
[close with evil ringing laughter, and darkness]