Des sends in the clowns

Des Lynam shows his support for UKIP

On the 5^th May, The Independent suggested that the former Conservative MP Neil Hamilton will stand for the United Kingdom Independence Party at the June 2014 European elections. This has neither been confirmed nor denied but today UKIP gained another well-known supporter when former sports television presenter Des Lynam endorsed the party.

In a press release issued by UKIP today, Lynam is quoted as saying:

“I was delighted to cast my vote for Nigel Farage’s team in Sussex where I live. I feel they have something to offer the country as a whole, and Sussex”.

The good humoured Mr Lynam also rather wittily sent Nigel Farage his own remixed version of Stephen Sondheim’s song Send in the Clowns after Ken Clarke described UKIP as of consisting of “fruitcakes, loonies, waifs and strays”.

Of Lynam’s song, Nigel Farage commented:

“I am delighted to welcome Des’s support in these elections. And thank him for his rewrite of the lyrics of Send in the Clowns which we are planning to sing at our south-east conference on 8^th June”.

Nigel Farage and his clowns are most definitely on the up. David Cameron should take stock.

The full lyrics of Des Lynam’s Send in the Clowns 2013 remix for UKIP:

We used to be rich

Now we are not

But here at last there’s a chance

To stop the all rot

Send in the Clowns.

Isn’t it bliss

Don’t you approve

They just kept tearing around

But they wouldn’t move

We need the clowns

Send in the clowns.

They’d never stopped

Opening our doors

Now you are learning

The vote that we wanted was yours

We’ll make our entrance again

With unusual flair

Sure of our lines

Well be right there.

We’ve had the farce

Their fault I fear

We know that you want what we want

No need to fear

They call us the clowns.

So send in the clowns

And give us a cheer.

What a surprise

Who could have thought

You’d come to feel about things

We felt you ought

Only now will they see

You’ve drifted our way

No surprise now

It’s no cliché

Isn’t it strange

Now they have fear

They’ve lost their timing this late

In their careers

And where are the clowns

Quick, send in the clowns.

Don’t bother we’re here.