Stolen from elsewhere:
The Indians buy some glasses and a dress for her at home,
My colleague wants a big house so I ask them for a loan,
My son he needs a study room and gets a penthouse suite,
I give a wink to Alli and we keep it all discreet,
Pretending I have morals but I’m a nasty little cheat,
I got a box at football, it’s a lovely little stash,
And Alli gets in number 10 because it’s Kier for cash,
It’s Kier for cash.
Kier for cash.
My clothes are looking tatty so I ask him for some more,
Another game of footie and we watch Bukayo score,
He takes me to a restaurant and he feeds me till I’m full,
We talk about my father and how he made a f****** tool,
And how I’d screw the country if I ever came to rule,
Then it’s back to Alli’s for a go on his prayer mat,
A little glass of champers and some Harrods aloo chaat,
It’s Kier for cash.
Kier for cash.
Now I am the governor and I’m feeling pretty smug,
Granny might be freezing but she’s a racist little thug,
I fancy this, I fancy that, my suits are Saville Row,
Another little kickback just for letting Savile go,
Releasing all the sausages just to sound like little Joe,
And when I make a promise just remember it’s all crap,
I’m doing what they’re telling me because I’m Kier for cash.
I’m Kier for cash.
Kier for cash.