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Two thousand and sixteen, it's been a time, it's been a struggle
But everything is fine if you're a straight white male muggle
We've tried to stay composed, cross our fingers, count to ten
But every time we get to nine you fuck it up again!

You took David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Prince and Sharon Jones
Terry Wogan, Ronnie Corbett, Caroline Aherne and Leonard Cohen
Victoria Wood was enough for us, but still you wanted more
Mohammed Ali, Gene Wilder, and the great British Bake-Off was the final straw

You shot down a gorilla, we can't cure the Zika virus
And the woman's still to blame when men force their way inside us
Brock Turner's not a rapist cause just look how fast he swims
Can someone get me Ambien to calm my shaking quim?

Should we just try to unplug you, and then plug you back in?
Did your parents get divorced or did you just drink too much gin?
Goddamnit, twenty-sixteen, and on top of all of that
Cats is back on Broadway – who the fuck did that?
(Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang)

Then throw in all the shootings, both en masse and by police
A spike in racist hate crimes and a bombing down in Nice
The death toll is upsetting and your politics a farce
Thank you, twenty-sixteen, you fucked us up the arse

Cause all over the world it's not looking good for you
If you're female, muslem, POC or LGBTQ
And god fucking forbid we'd let Hillary be in charge
Instead we get the spunk trumpets and fuck boys in this farce

Yes you really took a dump when you let twat-nugget Farage
Lead a racist referendum (who put that shitty frog in charge?)
Your Brexit was a dumb-dumb, now our country lives in fear
You really are the skid-mark of all the shitty years

Yes the USA's now governed by a fuck-Cheeto with hair
And it's not just in the States that fucking clowns are everywhere
Fuck (clang)! Fuck (clang)! Fuck (clang)!
Three cheers for fucking Trumpy and his neo-Nazi crew
What a bloody, nasty, messy, boobie-fuck to-do!

We're sorry for the swearing, and we're sorry to be crude
But we're really cunting angry and it's all because of you
You laid an egg of solid fuck, you taint slug made of ween
You garbage bag of bum dust, you are shitty, shitty, twenty-sixteen!
La la la la la (clang)!