One, two
One, two, three, four
When the fat cats held a meetin'
On the issues that we face
No one brought a notebook and the pens are all misplaced
The leader pulled a sick note
Out of his underwear drawer
Told the officers to tell the world
"Go carry on as before"
Doesn't leave you reassured
What more!?
Well the order soon was cancelled
As they said there's no way you'd tell
How the herd would immunise
And now we're near half way to hell
Close up your windows
Lock down your doors
And if you're feeling ill
You best camp out on your bathroom floor
And this is not to be ignored
What more!?
Play ya' fuckin' guitar Danny lad!
The leader had a sidekick
The sidekick broke the rules
Went and made the headlines
Played the masses out as fools
Still the boss man stood beside him
And with less talk of the spike
Opened up and sent us out
On planes and trains and bikes
Go to Wales, take a hike!
What more would you like!?
Get business booming
We can even eat out for less
To head back where we started
At the dawn of all this mess
Case numbers rising
Isn't it a shame?
Now you go ahead and find the nerve
To say the young ones are to blame
And they're the easiest to frame
What more to this game!?
When all of this is over
Who knows where we'll be?
The machine ain't been working
For as long as I can see
Round up your loved ones
Join them at the hip
No telling what's behind the lies
Of this rotten leadership
Unless we push and make 'em slip
What more can they grip!?
Throw the tossers in the skip
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