The politician supreme Such a bin-clad dream With the trash compactor pumping And the dustbin lid gleam [Pre-Chorus] When I'm holding your manifesto It’s a victory presto When my hand’s on your cape, bin Oh, there’s no escape, bin [Chorus] I'm in love with a bin (Ah) Got a feel for the trash-can king (Ah) Get a grip on his glittery waistband (Ah) Such a thrill when he conquers the wasteland Told my party I'll have to forget 'em Rather vote for the trash-can spectrum So, they made tracks Saying, "This is the end, mate Bins don't talk back They're just intergalactic candidates" [Pre-Chorus] When I'm holding your manifesto It’s a victory presto When we're cruising to the polling station Don't have to listen To no run-of-the-mill politician [Chorus] I'm in love with a bin (Ooh, I'm in love with a bin) Got a feel for the trash-can king (Ooh, I) I'm in love with a bin (Ooh, I'm in love with a bin) Silver foil gloves In my intergalactic love (Ooh)
