(As someone who campaigned for the Party during the 70's and 80's my views on the great man are a little more qualified than others)

 

Ben, the two of us need look no more

We both found what we were looking for

When I faced my darkest hour you helped me stay in power

So you my friend will see, you’ve got a friend in me.

 

All those times at Labour’s Conference

Causing rifts instead of congruence

With your fellow left wing cranks I owe you all my thanks

You didn’t know back then you were my best friend, Ben.

 

Ben, you shafted Labour well and good

Through those years that they were letting blood

First you fucked up Healey’s plan; the Gang of Four then ran

As in the boot you put – you gave us Michael Foot.

 

I used to be so alone

Now it’s time to atone.

 

Come to Margaret now you little puss

Let me pay you back for helping us

Let me stroke your fevered brow; we’re twinned together now

I’m free at last from Den to be with my friend, Ben.