The rest of you are right wing, came the barrage, As they sided with Trump, Johnson and Farage. Down with the establishment, liberals, and elite, Roared a rich Greek from his motorcycle seat. Destroy the Beeb, burn the Guardian, and boycott C4 Alt news is king, journalism's a bore. The media's our enemy, against it we'll rail, But don't expect us to criticise the Telegraph or Mail. You're clueless puppets and we're never wrong, Is their mantra, a relentless battering ram of a song. To infiltrate and destroy are clearly the goals, Of privileged pricks pretending to be proles. We're the true socialists they cried whilst raising the fist, But they omitted a word, and that word is nationalist.