All I want for Cwithmath ith my two fwont teeth
And the wonth that are behind them, above and underneath
I'd altho like thumb Kneeth, thumb Elboth and thumb Hipth
The NHS have pwomithed me, a Liver and new Lipth
My thon he came to thee me and offered me a Dwone
He thaid that I could take it and fly it all alone
But when I went to Gatwick, they thed “Now what the Hell”
They took away my pwethent and thwew me in a thell
My daughter came to thave me and paid for all my bail
And took me down to Bwiton and told me to “Set Sail”
But I was inundated with migwants here fwom Fwance
I couldn't then make my ethcape, I didn't have a chanth
Thith Cwithmath ith pathetic, there ithent much to thee
Ath a child I came here, to Bwittain where ith fwee
But I can't play with wockets, or bombth inthide my phone
I'll go back to Thyria, now the Yankth have all gone home