Chibs Be The Worst

 

They fucked it up, did Pip and Jane: 

They didn’t mean to be such bores,

But couldn’t help including lots

Of running round in corridors.

But they were fucked up in their turn

By Terrance Dicks and Robert Holmes,

Whose Timelord tales, while quite routine,

Were written better, like good poems.

Now Chibs hands back to Russell T

A show that he’s made so much worse. 

Boring, silly and clichéd:

Like ripping off This Be The Verse. 

 It's like an astrolabe, a kabbalah,

like the Doctor Who titles, it's 

like the test card, it's like an

Etch-a-Sketch, oscilloscope, 

collide, it's like, it's 

Crosshairs

Turn your wrathful gazes

 

Turn your wrathful gazes

They tell you refugees come here because it’s a land of milk and honey

Then they say no help for you because they got no fucking money

Now if you take one look around the City, you can see that isn’t true

So tell me why the fuck you let them mug you off that the first bit’s true?

They come here because they’ve got no choice,

no matter how the BBC ventriloquize

Sue-Ellen’s voice deep down you know

that’s true, don’t let them lie to you

one moment more, take the crisis to their

door, turn your wrathful gazes to

the City from the Shore!