Flo & Joan - The 2016 Song lyrics

Two thousand and sixteen, it's been a time, it's been a struggle But everything is fine, if you're a straight, white, male muggle We tried to stay composed, cross our fingers, count to ten But, every time we get to nine, you f** it up again You took David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Prince and Sharon Jones Terry Wogan, Ronnie Corbett, Caroline Aherne and Leonard Cohen Victoria Wood was enough for us, but still you wanted more Muhammed Ali, Gene Wilder, and the Great British bake off was the final straw You shot down a gorilla, we can't cure the zika virus And the woman's still to blame when men force their way inside us Brock Turner's not a rapist cos just look how fast he swims Can someone get me Ambien to calm my shaking quim Should we just try to unplug you and then plug you back in? Did your parents get divorced? Or did you just drink too much gin? God dammit, twenty sixteen, and on top of all of that Cats is back on Broadway, who the f** did that Then throw in all the shootings, both on ma** and by police A spike in racist hate crimes and a bombing down in Nice The d**h toll is upsetting and your politics are farce Thank you twenty sixteen, you f**ed us up the arse Cos, all over the world, it's not looking good for you If you're female, m**m, P.O.C. or L.G.B.T.Q. And God f**ing forbid we'd let Hillary be in charge Instead we get the spunk trumpets and f** boys in this farce Yes, you really took a dump when you let twat nugget farage Lead a racist referendem, who put that sh**ty frog in charge? Your brexit was a dumb-dumb, now our country lives in fear You really are the skid mark of all the sh**ty years Yes, the USA's now governed by a f**-cheeto with hair And it's not just in the states, the f**ing clowns are everywhere f**! f**! f**! Three cheers for f**ing Trumpy and his Neo-Nazi crew What a bloody nasty, messy, b**bie-f** to do We're sorry for the swearing and we're sorry to be crude But we're really c*nting angry and it's all because of you You laid an egg of solid f**, you taint slug made of ween You garbage bag of bum dust, you are sh**ty sh**ty twenty sixteen La la la la la