U.K

The U.K is not ok it's so bloody dear it causes financial fear and brings unwanted tears

Wages have been kept in time warp cages, never do they rise like the surrounding sea

The working class can kiss my ass, that's the mind set of the upper class

Hospitals aren't what they used to be, they need medication to make them better, public transport so bloody dear and there mind blowing profits so effing clear

Over crowded cities  buses and trains cold damp rain fills thy mind with pain

It can only get worse it makes me want to curse, don't know what to do so will just shout boo to you my UnKind U.K