Against The Odds - A Rebuttal in Song

So there's been plenty of coverage of Labour's latest Party Political Broadcast, which was the misbegotten child of a grass-roots campaign among Labour activists. On Twitter it was pushed by the eager, if misguided, Ellie Gellard and many others, and was supported by Eddie Izzard and John Prescott.

I'll leave the factual inaccuracies of the broadcast - of which there are many - to others with a greater grasp of political history than me, and instead am happy to offer my normal form of rebuttal.

Against The Odds

What's this crap you call a PPB,
Of truth and facts there are no trace,
You're just claiming all of History was you, oooh,
We will all rejoice, when we see New Labour fall,

Why must we all see you on TV,
When all we're asking for is you to leave
As your tax and spending policies, will leave us broke for years
We will all rejoice, when we see New Labour fall,

So listen carefully now,
Your Party's a waste of space,
We just want to get back to the Tories,
Free of Gordon's gurning face,
Just listen carefully now,
Your Party's a waste of space,
And you winning any seat is against the odds, and that's what you have to face.

I wish I could make you apologise,
For all the times that you have lied,
There's no voter left with trust in you,
It's time to say goodbye,
We will all rejoice, when we see New Labour fall,

So listen carefully now,
Your Party's a waste of space,
We just want to get back to the Tories,
Free of Gordon's gurning face,
Just listen carefully now,
Your party's a waste of space,
When we can get rid of you, then that's what we will do, and that's what you've got to face.

Just listen carefully now,
You've failed in your thirteen years,
And you winning any seat, is against all odds,
So just give us all a break. . . .

Just listen carefully now.

(With apologies to Phil Collins)