Pull yourself up by your bootstraps
Get on your bike and look for work
A helping hand not a handout
B.b.but my tower block just burnt down
"There's no magic money tree"
Yes there is, you've just promised 5 million pounds
Where did that come from?
if not from the sapling of unlimited currency
"mighty oaks from little acorns grow"
It might as well have been built of wood
You'd have built it out of the cheapest material if you could
Oh you did!
You want us to carry on and know our place
to follow your homespun folklore
To bow to queen and country
and to respect authority.
We cannot listen to your bull shit anymore
You've even forgotten what it's for
We take to the streets and you call us a mob
the women and children too tired to sob.
On Father's Day you must find a way
to make society fairer
or we'll have to do it fer yer!
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