Hello Mister Putin. How the hell are you? Are happy with your work today? Are you pleased at what you do? Have you murdered any democrats With other people's hands? Have you slaughtered any innocents In other people's lands? It's funny how the world sits back And lets you do these things. Oh, but of course, you've paid them off. How do you pay off kings? And while we're here, how do you sleep? Does guilt not play a part In any little thing you do I guess you need a heart. We see you going walkabout And there among the proles Were people who might vote you out, But you will kill them all. We see that you have many men Around you all the time Caligula had much the same You share at least some crimes. How can you not see history? The book of times gone by Where will be writ in future years, 'he lied and lied and lied'. You laugh and say, 'It's my time now, The strong man makes the truth.' That lie was told some years ago When Hitler was a youth. It's funny how you scummy men All fear democracy The way that drunken Junker does, Bashar and Kim and Xi. You put the ballot box on view, And so the people vote Exactly how you tell them to, Although the scars don't show. It would be really funny if The voters said just leave But that will never happen now Your rule is to deceive. You've broken it, the way of life That Athens gave to us The way where we all had a say Has gone without a fuss. What frightens me the most of all Was told by Eric Blair. In 1948 he wrote That tale of present years. He said that truth becomes the lie That war becomes the peace When everything is doublethink And no-one disagrees.