Fake it, don't make it.
Your thirst - you can slake it,
If born of the lauded,
You just have to take it!
A country once proud.
Brought low by that crowd.
Strip mined of love,
Insulted out loud.
My Gramps and your granny,
Became our good nanny.
Gave all that they had,
And we sold it for fanny.
Maggie we found,
Had covered this ground.
Sold us a pup,
Watched us all come around.
Scargill was crushed,
When in the police rushed.
Miners and unions,
Off they were brushed.
"Something for nothing",
She gloriously cried!
"It's only the Argies,
Who went off an' died!"
Poll tax,
And grubby hacks,
Swamp '81,
And One Eyed Jacks!
No wonder I left,
Emotions bereft,
Sweaty and itchy,
Scratching my cleft.
Leap forward some decades,
Austerity - like blades.
A new blue crew,
Empathy fades.
Century turns,
Humanity burns,
The truth always there,
One eventually learns.
But oh what's this,
For some it's just bliss.
But for far many more,
It's just taking the piss!
Now they yet fight,
Won't see our plight.
They'll never listen,
To 'might is not right'.
For it won't be long,
Til the end of our song.
Up top of the tower,
Just like King Kong!
So far to fall,
The ground looks so small.
Yet now rushing down,
Yet still trapped in thrall!
Despite the simper,
Of many a crimper.
We're not going out,
With a bang,
...but a whimper!
Swamp '81 - Special Patrol Group's Brixton tour of duty - triggered the riots, got the SPG renamed as the Territorial Support Group and tripled in size. One of the nastiest group of 'special police' teams around.
A One Eyed Jack - someone who shows their good side, but hides the bad.
A Crimper - someone who tricks or coerces men into service as sailors or soldiers.
Your thirst - you can slake it,
If born of the lauded,
You just have to take it!
A country once proud.
Brought low by that crowd.
Strip mined of love,
Insulted out loud.
My Gramps and your granny,
Became our good nanny.
Gave all that they had,
And we sold it for fanny.
Maggie we found,
Had covered this ground.
Sold us a pup,
Watched us all come around.
Scargill was crushed,
When in the police rushed.
Miners and unions,
Off they were brushed.
"Something for nothing",
She gloriously cried!
"It's only the Argies,
Who went off an' died!"
Poll tax,
And grubby hacks,
Swamp '81,
And One Eyed Jacks!
No wonder I left,
Emotions bereft,
Sweaty and itchy,
Scratching my cleft.
Leap forward some decades,
Austerity - like blades.
A new blue crew,
Empathy fades.
Century turns,
Humanity burns,
The truth always there,
One eventually learns.
But oh what's this,
For some it's just bliss.
But for far many more,
It's just taking the piss!
Now they yet fight,
Won't see our plight.
They'll never listen,
To 'might is not right'.
For it won't be long,
Til the end of our song.
Up top of the tower,
Just like King Kong!
So far to fall,
The ground looks so small.
Yet now rushing down,
Yet still trapped in thrall!
Despite the simper,
Of many a crimper.
We're not going out,
With a bang,
...but a whimper!
Swamp '81 - Special Patrol Group's Brixton tour of duty - triggered the riots, got the SPG renamed as the Territorial Support Group and tripled in size. One of the nastiest group of 'special police' teams around.
A One Eyed Jack - someone who shows their good side, but hides the bad.
A Crimper - someone who tricks or coerces men into service as sailors or soldiers.
