This is a parody version of When You Say Nothing At All, by Ronan Keating.  New lyrics and performance by Anto Coates.

Verse 1:

It’s amazing that Kiwis still vote for Ardern,
After four years of hell, you’d think they would learn,
She talks a good game, but soon you will find,
A facade with nothing behind.

Chorus:

The smile on her face makes you think she’s not too bad,
But she’s just thinking ‘bout throwing you in the Gulag,
While we’re all captive and suffering, she’s having a ball…
She’ll promise freedom — but then does nothing at all.

Verse 2:

We’re a team of five million, so says Madam Muck,
But if you’re an ex-pat, you’re sh*t out of luck,
Tune in at 1 for some indoctrination,
Roll on up for your twelfth vaccination!

Chorus:

That smile on her face says that she’ll never leave ya,
But she’ll soon bugger off for a job in Geneva, She’s Jacindarella at midnight, departing the ball…At least she left a shoe… she left us nothing at all.

(Musical interlude)
Go out for dinner, you now need a permit,
Don’t want the jab? You’ll soon be a hermit,
Freedom is now just a memory, we barely recall,
We backed the wrong horse — she’s good for nothing at all.

(Repeat and fade… backing vocals “backed the wrong horse she’s good for nothing at all…”)

That smile on her face, half-truths and the lies, her fidgety hands let you know she’s misleading…