Stand Up and Be

A man is only as old as he feels, so what does that say for me,

Unemployed, disabled and one of those spongers that's such a disgrace,

You told us that i and the old would be safe, is that really the case,

The n.h.s is a waste, it is there for the poor, as there is no a llure,

For Cameron anymore, private health is the way to go.

The poor lay on trollies in hospital corridors, waiting to be seen,

Hidden behind a political screen, you hear me scream, medical team,

There is no-one, so i lay there in pain, as i have no economic gain,

Cameron you fool are you insane, forget all about the capital strain,

Save your people or lord I swear you will feel the retaliation.

Cameron you hide behind the lib-Dems and blame them for this crime,

Your people smoking big cigars, driving gas guzzling cars, tell you well done,

Oh yes they have saved a ton, that will help save the nation that over run,

In debt to everyone, leave the rich and shun the poor, it’s all couture,

Thatcher’s little boy has all grown up, oh yes we can all see.

What will it take for you to see, London riots were not enough, people nicking stuff?

Looking for a way to pay the debts that were argued, not by us but by you,

You tell us it’s hard, you understand the hardships involved, how is this possible,

Born with a silver spoon, in comfort and bloom, you have never been there,

You could not care, save your money, take it to the grave.

I tell you now, i swear it is true, the people of Britain, will see this through,

But as gods my witness, I hope they relay the anger and depression,

That you have put their way, I hope the riot and cause disarray, and this seems to me,

To be the only way, hit your pocket, make you pay, lose your money,

And feel the way that you have forced us to, one thing i will not do,

Is suffer in silence, i will see this through, showing to everyone what we all knew,

People of Britain it is time for a coup.