The UK’s Just a Satellite State

Our share of the voting
Less than 10 per cent;
“At the heart of Europe”,
But we need their consent.

The EU is now so different
From the Common Market we joined,
That simple trade agreement
Along the way’s been purloined;
And now we’re just a satellite
Of an EU federal state,
With appointed commissars
Deciding our country’s fate.

Voting in a general election,
Is there any point any more?
As the EU in Brussels
Dictates most of our law.
Who are these commissars?
Can you name any?
Yet we follow their rules,
Of which there are many.

A referendum is now promised,
They tried to shut the door,
But it was forced open
As UKIP burst to the fore;
So a chance we’ve been given
To decide our future’s way,
Free from the shackles of Brussels,
Where politicians want us to stay.

False fears about the economy
To give us all a scare,
The same fears about the EURO,
Said our trade would disappear;
But look what really happened,
Couldn’t have got it more wrong,
With a real growing economy,
Back where we belong.

Made in Britain,
A tag to make us all proud,
Made in the EU,
Just a member of the crowd;
It’s an insult to the British people
To say that our future depends
On being subservient to commissars,
Not all of them our friends.