Politics was having trouble, what a sad, sad story
Needed a new leader to restore its former glory
Where, oh where, was she? Where could that gal be?
We looked around and then we found
The gal for you and me
And now it’s . . .
Springtime for Blakespear and primary
3–8 is happy and gay
We’re scamming at a faster pace
Look out, here comes the autumn race
Springtime for Blakespear and primary
Winter for Matthew and Joe
Springtime for Blakespear and primary
Come on, Demos, get on with the show
I was born in Oceanside, and that is why they call me Clyde
Don’t be stupid, be a smarty, come and join the Demo party
Springtime for Blakespear and primary
Twostep’s the new step today
Cash falling from the skies again
3–8 is on the rise again
Springtime for Blakespear and primary
Cash ships are sailing once more
Springtime for Blakespear and primary
Means that soon we’ll be going
We’ve got to be going
You know we’ll be going to score!