Falling in love at the Imperial Decline Beauty Pageant

A kiss, a liplock, then we throw off the geopolitical padlock.
Let’s sink into post-imperial love, giggling into the waves.
Give all the diplomats a bit of a necessary shock –
Quick! With a kiss we throw off the geopolitical padlock.
Dispatch our previous unions, trash the trading blocs –
isn’t taking back control such a delicious, glorious rave?
A kiss, a liplock, then we throw off the geopolitical padlock.
Let’s sink into post-imperial love, giggling into the waves.