30-Year War (Demo)

It's the longest running joke in history

To kill the working classes in the name of liberty

The lies of Hillsborough, the blood of Orgreave

All the evasion at the BBC

30 years of war to darken all our class

Black propaganda, lies and mistrust

See it in our eyes, the fire dimming away

The old boy network won the war again

The old boy network won the war again

The old boy network won the war again

So you hide all Lowry's paintings

For 30 years or more

'Cause he turned down a knighthood

And you must now settle the score

And the endless parade of old, Etonian scum

Line the front benches, "So what is to be done?"

All part of the same establishment

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

Theses, at attention stand

Ready for the immortal command

The armies of my pages may never fight again

Happy for the order to meet eternal fame

Blame the poor, praise the rich

Make the connections, put them in print

Keep 'em boxed in, keep 'em kettled in

Create a mistruth, so bewildering

Create a mistruth, so bewildering

Create a mistruth, so bewildering

So you hide all Lowry's paintings

For 30 years or more

'Cause he turned down a knighthood

And you must now settle the score

And the endless parade of old, Etonian scum

Line the front benches, "So what is to be done?"

All part of the same establishment

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

So you hide all Lowry's paintings

For 30 years or more

'Cause he turned down a knighthood

And you must now settle the score

And the endless parade of old, Etonian scum

Line the front benches, "So what is to be done?"

All part of the same establishment

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"

I ask you again, "What is to be done?"