Rough Ride

It looks like we're in for a rough old ride There's no place to run there's no place to hide No such thing as society! Let the chips fall where they may Poor souls! Let them eat cake Affordable housing and unobtainable dream There's nothing for you here Why don't you move away Compassion and loyalty are so yesterday's news No one cares what you have to say My children are working all hours they can To live in this city we love But they can't imagine a life like I've had Either you're rich or it's tough Seagulls follow the trawler It's because they think sardines Will be thrown into the sea There's a sucker born every minute it seems Aiming high and sinking low Directing attention away from the trick As every illusionist knows Give us a home somewhere we're safe Give us enough food on our plates We want to stay near to our friends We are the future you can defend Austerity, austerity is that all you have to give to me?