When you talk about immigration
What you really mean is Darkie
When you talk about immigration
What you really mean is Paki
When you talk about immigration
What you really mean is Muslim
When you talk about immigration
What you really mean is Islam.

Say it in plain English, or the Queen’s English
(If you can read, write and understand your language)
You start this and I will explain how it will finish
If you get on a high horse, that comes with heavy baggage;
Muslim lands have oil, gas, minerals, not just curry and rice
It is not my fault I have got everything you really want
Go to the marketplace, pay the market price
Don’t bullshit about freedom and democracy, you peasant.

Poor white trash, you’ve got no cash, no cash, no cash
You are a low brow, low life, low class
Poor white trash, you’ve got no cash, no cash, no cash
You have a small dick, a big belly, and the biggest ass;
Bend over, spread your cheeks, take it like a man
You don’t have an Empire, you’ve got one thing to sell
Bend over, earn the cash the best way you can
This Paki will pay you well —  even though you smell.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2014.