There’s an elephant in the room
November 12, 2011 8:13 pm Leave your thoughts
There’s an elephant in the room -can nobody else here see it?
There’s an elephant in the room -am I the only one?
We live- we laugh -we’re scraping by in economic gloom
we cry we give we wince we lose
consume, consume ,consume.
There’s a fat cat in the corner lapping at his cream
His pockets stuffed with bullion from some snatcher Thatcher scheme
he said -please don’t scare the bankers -they’re much too big to fail
-when half of them are stupid and half should be in jail?
His mate, she’s in the counting house-her face is smeared with honey
She says honey it’s not funny they call these bonuses blood money
She says take it from the poor -they got much less to lose
take it from the poor and consume, consume, consume.
There’s an elephant in the room -can nobody else here see it?
There’s an elephant in the room -am I the only one?
We live- we laugh -we’re scraping by in economic gloom
we cry we give we wince we lose
consume, consume ,consume.
The MPs got a hand in the till
The media got their snout in the swill
If you can’t trust the cops -who polices the Bill
What will we ever do?
They beat the guy on benefits-but kiss the gambling fool-
We find money evermore to fight some hopeless war but no money for doctor or school.
There seems to be one law for them -another one for me
She said -don’t you know money makes its own morality
Rupert and Rebecca
there’s just one thing to take to task
after all you’ve said and done
one more thing we have to ask
After all you’ve done and said
say it isn’t true
that to earn your daily bread
say it isn’t true
that you’d go so far as to hack the silent dead!
The tune to this song can be found at www.myspace.com/575701056
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This post was written by David Foley