Lyrics: [Verse 1] Downing Street shadows, the weasel in the light Slips through the cracks while the girls pay the price Grooming gangs howling, the silence was bought “Community relations” — the excuse that he wrought Rochdale files gathering dust on the shelf He changed the approach… but he changed it too late for himself Now the bodies are counted, the inquiries come slow He calls it a bandwagon while the victims still know [Pre-Chorus] He meets the families, puts them in the frame “As a Mother I’m sick” — but the record’s the same U-turn in the spotlight, the inquiry he delayed While the rats in the sewers keep feeding on the betrayed [Chorus] Keir Starmer’s a wanker, yeah! Weasel in pinstripes, king of the sleight Twists every word while the truth bleeds out Most hated Prime Minister, the nation shouts Keir Starmer’s a wanker — feel the hate in the air Slippery bastard with blood on the stairs Call it division, call it far-right lies But the girls in the gutters still remember your eyes [Verse 2] Nowak in the footage, handcuffed while he died You met his mother with the cameras outside Tears kept pouring, “I felt sick as a mother.” But the white British daughters? You called their pain “bad” Two-tier the policing, two-tier the care One rule for the favoured, one rule for despair Musk says the quiet, Farage lights the fuse You scream interference while you tighten the noose [Pre-Chorus] Brings up his family like a shield made of glass “Unity, unity” — while the fractures amass The Casey report landed, you had to give in But the weasel was cornered before he could spin [Chorus] Keir Starmer’s a wanker, yeah! Weasel in pinstripes, king of the sleight Twists every word while the truth bleeds out Most hated Prime Minister, the nation shouts Keir Starmer’s a wanker — feel the hate in the air Slippery bastard with blood on the stairs Call it division, call it far-right lies But the girls in the gutters still remember your eyes [Bridge] (slow build, then explosion — gothic choir, distorted guitars) You said they were lying, you said it was hate While the evidence piled up on your Downing Street plate The most hated PM in the cold British rain History will carve it in stone with your name Weasel… weasel… crawling through the lies… Weasel… weasel… the nation’s despised… [Final Chorus – bigger, angrier, layered vocals] Keir Starmer’s a wanker, yeah! Weasel in pinstripes, king of the sleight Twists every word while the truth bleeds out Most hated Prime Minister — hear the people shout! Keir Starmer’s a wanker — no more masks, no more grace The mask is slipping, we see your true face Call it whatever you want, it won’t save you now The weasel is cornered… and the people know how [Outro – fading, whispered, then sudden cut] Keir Starmer’s a wanker… (weasel… weasel…) Keir Starmer’s a wanker… Most hated… most hated… (echoing into silence with a single distant siren)

Jeez, I have read most comments and people take shit way too damn seriously in 2026. Damn.