Theres lads running round jacked up, failing your abstinance
Girls being raped so bad you dunno wether to phone the police or call for an ambulance
Look out your window and i mean literally take a look,
It's like a fucking nightmare town or something out of a George Orwell book,
The problems not here,so fucking ignorant you can't see the state,
A small little town with The highest teen pregnancy, alcoholic and suicide rate.
Poster up the empty shops to cover economy's shame,
Out of the thieves, bandits,smackheads, rapists, dealers its the kids that we blame,
Slap him an Asbo, and make him the databases issue,
Then patrol the streets kicking up the houses while the poor cough blood into tissues.
30 years gone since all to do is a-levels and degrees,
All for us is lost without that signed piece of paper that cost nine grand a year in fees
While pensioners ride buses for free with new cars on the street
I'll be working till I die from old age and probably still be stood on my feet
Surely a coalition renders a leader obsolete so who rules?
All i can see is that if thatcher was the movie than Camerons the sequel.
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