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The Tory Songsters: snatches from Bohemian Rhapsody


Tory MPs sing:


Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality

Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see

It was a big loss, no need for sympathy

Because we're easy come, easy go, little high, little low

Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.


Tory MPs sing:


I see a little silhouetto of a man

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?

Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me

(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro, magnifico


Rishi sings:


But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me


Tory MPs sing:


He's just a rich boy who can't lead capably

Spare him his life from our monstrosity


Rishi sings:


So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?

So you think you can love me and leave me to die?

Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby

Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Ooh

Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah

My career's in tatters, anyone can see

My career's in tatters

Nothing really matters to me


All sing:


Nothing really matters, the electorate can see

Nothing really matters

Except loads of money


(with apologies to Freddie Mercury)


Photo by Christel F. on Unsplash

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