I hate all those foreign practitioners
But much more all those Euro-commissioners
They're far too left-wing
And that's why we sing
And we dance to the Eurosceptic Tango.

Let our rule be from London, not Brussels
We don't want standard snails, whelks or mussels
Bangers, they bleat
Should be more than half meat
As we dance to the Eurosceptic Tango.

No directives
To tell us how to live
And no more cash we'll give
To fund the CAP
Do not expand
To add those Eastern lands
So who'll be next - Japan?
To join the EEC

They preach with an attitude sermon-y
Going on 'bout employment in Germany
It's so plain to see
We don't want to be
Luxembourgeoisie
So we tango.

They get up my nose
And they make my teeth clench, Love,
The Spanish and French, Love,
With their fishing and farms
And when subsidy goes
They'll block up the street, Love,
As their MP sheep bleat, Love,
With undue false alarms

It's only the Danes showing sanity
The rest are insane full of vanity
You know what they do?
Yes, it's full EMU
So we dance to the Eurosceptic Tango.

Don't understand
Our green and pleasant land
As over it we hand
To Eurocratic spooks
Can't be ignored
The billions in fraud
A veritable hoard
We're throwing at those crooks

Now let me tell you what we need-a
Is a new party, with me as leader
The name, it shall be
The UKIP
As we dance to the Euro-
sceptic Tango.