Live, Laugh, Love Lyrics

He likes to go on Facebook, getting angry all the time

His favourite source of information's the Daily Mail Online

He thinks the Union Jack's been banned and Christmas has been canceled

'Cause Farage and Tommy Robinson have him well and truly scrambled

He's got a wife called Karen, with hair as wide as him

Likes to act superior, 'cause her lights are fairly dim

He's a working class East-Midlander, Just like me and you

So don't be mad, he's just been had, let's sing and play some tunes

Live, Laugh, Love

As Karen likes to say

Live, Laugh, Love

He's got council tax to pay

Live, Laugh, Love

We're all in this together

So go grab a can and we'll waid through this stormy weather

He get's angry when these foreigners don't know the native tongue

But only knows pint por favor, which he bellows from his lungs

He's the king of Malia, with his goldie looking chain

And Karen can't get a bacon cob, so she's kicking off again

San Miguel on tap, he's had 4 pints before his breakfast

Pinched the cleaners bum and whispered something rather sexist

He's lathered up in carrot oil, looking quite the sight

The Germans towels are out again and he's down for a fight

Live, Laugh, Love

As Karen likes to say

Live, Laugh, Love

He's got council tax to pay

Live, Laugh, Love

We're all in this together

So go grab a can and we'll waid through this stormy, yes we'll waid through this stormy weather

He's not a bad lad really, just caught up in a bubble

Told by those with a lot, that those with the least are causing trouble

He grew up in a mining town, where unity was key

But the only key these Tories have is to snort their mates charlie

Live, Laugh, Love

As Karen likes to say

Live, Laugh, Love

He's got council tax to pay

Live, Laugh, Love

We're all in this together

So go grab a can and we'll waid through this stormy weather