Here's Ross's new tune (one of many), on the IMF coming into Ireland.
IMF (to the tune of YMCA)
Ireland, there’s no need to feel down, I said, Ireland, pick yourself off the ground, I said, Ireland, someone tell Brian Cowen,
There’s no need to be unhappy.
Ireland, there’s a place you can go, I said, Ireland, when you’re short on your dough.
We can come there, And we’re sure we will
find,
Many ways to have ze good times.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
With ze hand we are lending,
We will cut public spending,
We will do whatever we feel.
Ireland, are you listening to me? I said, Ireland, it’s just this bank guarantee,
All that money – sounds like trouble to me.
And you’ve got to know this one thing.
No one, is as screwed as you are.
You’re like Iceland,
Just swap the C for an R.
But we’ll come there, And we’re sure we
will find,
Many ways to have ze good times.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
We will clean up the mess, That your dead
tiger left.
If you hang out with the grey boys.
From the Iiiii-M-F.
From the Iiiii-M-F.