WARNING: Rude words. As if you couldn't tell...
Bollocks to you Qatada
Just pack a bag and leave
No-one's gonna miss you
Nobody's gonna grieve
You've had a decent run
But we've had enough of it
You and your free lunches
Paid for with benefits
Just piss off Qatada
And take with you your rabble
The only thing you're good for
Is a cracking score in Scrabble
Listen up Qatada
'Preaching' in the street
You ain't gonna like it
When it's real hate that you meet
So bollocks to you Qatada
Leave the hand outs on the shelf
Someone pass the shooter
I'll do the job myself...
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