This close-minded country,
Claims it’s got nothing left,
Yet the rich minority,
Carry on with their theft.
They give with one hand,
And strike with the other;
Our green and pleasant land,
Discarded in the gutter.
Don’t come seeking sanctuary,
We’re bolting every door.
No homes, no hope, no dignity,
They’ll drag you to the floor.
Forget the days of table scraps,
There are no dogs left to eat.
A nameless statistic,
For the cannibalistic elite.
Time to bite the bullet,
Peg clamped to your nose,
Tick the fucking box now,
While my bank balance grows.
Solidarity Steve 
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