Home secretary Priti Patel travels back in time and deports her parents to Kampala, Uganda.
LYRICS:
Goodbye muddah
Goodbye fadduh
Off you go to
Kampala, Uganda
Idi Amin
Is rampagin’
And he said he wants to clear out all the Asians
Though I’d really
Like to aid ya
I’m afraid you’re
Unskilled labour
You work hard for
Your retirement
But I’m afraid that you don’t meet our points requirement
Got eight million
Folks inactive
I can make ‘em
More proactive
Students, carers
Folks in prison
Who I threw in there