Yet another political polemic. The title is taken from a response to a Tweet which I posted some weeks previously. This gave birth to a poem/song for which I have thieved a well-known tune. Forgive me, for I have only done so to enhance the beauty of the expression and, hopefully, revive some interest in a fantasy film which I am proud to say I have never seen.
Sycophantic Psychopaths
Sycophantic psychopaths around the Cabinet table
Ministerial mindlessness from those who are unable
To tell the truth – or be contrite – their politics: a label
Psychopathic sycophants who think they’re strong and stable
A masochist misogynist who says he’s really cool
The fulminating feminist considers him a fool
An overweight apologist who thinks she’s still at school
Sycophantic psychopaths just share their right to rule
Arrogant advisers who abandon all morality
Bootlicking bureaucracy that undermines plurality
Parliamentary precedents are absolute banality
Psychopathic sycophants preaching practicality
Corruption and confusion, both, condemn our Constitution
Politicians, once in place, support no substitution
Systemic reformation might lead to revolution
Sycophantic psychopaths: a career of prostitution
Psychopathic sycophants pretend to be precocious
They all seem to exhibit political psychosis
Their fight to stay in power is frighteningly ferocious
Sycophantic psychopaths are something quite atrocious