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 When I'm Prime Minister
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by Richard Thompson
 Mister, mister, mister, I'm just an urchin lad;
Me sentiments are noble, it's me manners that are bad.
 When I tried to do you favours and your shover runs me down,
 Don't expect me to forget you when my turn it comes around.
 Chorus: When I'm Prime Minister and official duty calls,
 I'll have me heavy shoes on when I kick you in the balls.
I'll screw your daughter, fuck your wife, and when I'm through with her,
 You'll wish you'd never tangled with the next Prime Minister.
 Mister, mister, mister, I'm a reasonable lout;
 Don't push me out the window when you want me to get out.
I'm a simple-minded fellow, so don't hand me rubber checks,
Or I'll become a politician just to break your fucking neck.
Mister, mister, mister, you're treading on thin ice;
 Upset me and the consequences will not be very nice.
 You think you're such a big man but you'll feel very small,
When I have sixty million people at my back and call.