everything’s fractured
so here comes Thatcher
back from the dead in the Tory Rapture
handbag strokin’
hairdo smokin’
the shade’s not for turning, man – I’m not joking
the faithful falling at her feet
ten commandments on loud repeat
where there is discord flood the streets
with baton rounds & riot police

sing it

utilities – sell ‘em
protests – quell ‘em
if people wanna starve well go ahead let ‘em
get with the programme or go without
and if you don’t wanna look we can turn the lights out

we wanna attract ya
so let me despatch ya
a nice little contract to manufacture
some scratch for the itch
to make my friends rich
and drive the economy into a ditch
we make the rules
people are fools
we stripped the hospitals, broke the schools
closed the libraries and the swimming pools

wring it

utilities – sell ‘em
protests – quell ‘em
if people wanna starve well go ahead let ‘em
get with the programme or go without
and if you don’t wanna look we can turn the lights out

like lambs to the slaughter
we poisoned their water
sacrificed the planet for a fiscal quarter
‘cos oil is best
greases our nest
funds the party so fuck the protest
but what the heck
it’s legal we checked
and anyway I say with the greatest respect
there’ll be another planet we can go and infect

bring it

utilities – sell ‘em
protests – quell ‘em
if people wanna starve well go ahead let ‘em
get with the programme or go without
and if you don’t wanna look we can turn the lights out

we slashed n’burned it
stamped the permit
saved the cake and gave you turnips
voters are hopeless
pretty much boneless
if they make a fuss we can make them homeless
carpe diem
pay the PM
dogs of war? yeah – happy to free ‘em
we hold the cards – it’s a shame you can’t see ‘em

sling it

utilities – sell ‘em
protests – quell ‘em
if people wanna starve well go ahead let ‘em
get with the programme or go without
and if you can’t bear to look we can turn the lights out