DESCRIPTION:
Chris Keating & Jimmy Lee from Cork Ireland
LYRICS:

Well hello Politician
So you've found me door
Haven't seen you round here for three years, maybe more
But now you show up here with leaflets in hand
And I bet that you'll promise me things will be grand


Fire away, fire away
Shur I'll give you three minutes
Cos I haven't all day...

You see this pitbull
I have here on this chain
I hired him out for the election campaign
And if I get an inkling you're lying to me face
I'll unleash the dog and chase you round the place

Fire away, fire away
Now you've only two minutes
Cos I haven't all day...

You ripped into me wages
And me mortgage relief
Now you stand here no better than a common thief
While you get the bones of 2000 a week
And I'm telling you now you've a right bloody cheek

Fire away, fire away
You are down to one minute
Cos I haven't all day

You're promising jobs
And improved HSE
But all I can think of is the Banks Guarantee
You squandered me future and of my childern too
For the 85 billion you got off the EU

Now you're sweating profusely
Tis obvious to see
And is that a slight tremble I see in your knee
The dog's getting restless
The more you get red
And he's licking his lips cos he hasn't been fed

Now you hand me a leaflet
Of your smiling face
But all I can see is a grinning disgrace
I'm trying to hold on
But I'm losing me grip
And there's puddles of drool running off this dog's lip

Run away, run away
Run away, run away
Now you'll know what it means
To run for election today... (repeat and fade...)