The back door
Spend, spend, spend
Borrow, borrow, borrow
Without Parliament to scrutinize
There is no traffic jam
It is the green zone of light
The back door drives in joy
Because of the emergency proclamation
With it the back door can survive
Else they will be washing cars
Now they can drive in green traffic
The opposition becomes annoy
The back door doesn't care
They get a short stay to see the green light
Spend, spend, and spend
Tomorrow let the next generations pay
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