Dead in the City

Sitting in the Commons

 Laughing in our faces

 Think it's a joke

 Fuck their pompous airs and graces

 He took our money

 To decorate his gaff

 Compared her to a postbox

 And he still don't get the sack

 How many people does it take to run a country?

 How many people does it take to make a mess?

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead

 Got power in their pockets, and privilege in their heads

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead

 You want democracy

 Don't think you do

 Denying inequality and poverty

 What's new?

 Moral positioning

 And gesture politics

 In the heat of the moment

 Just tell a lie and get out quick

 How many people does it take to run a country?

 How many people does it take to make a mess?

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead

 Got power in their pockets, and privilege in their heads

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead

 Right to asylum

 To freedom of speech

 Don't make it easy

 Or they'll all want a piece!

 Don't mind you coming over

 Only skilled, not the poor

 It's 70 points to enter don't you know

 Get a good score!

 How many people does it take to run a country?

 How many people does it take to make a mess?

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead

 Got power in their pockets, and privilege in their heads

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead

 How many people does it take to run a country?

 How many people does it take to make a mess?

 How many people does it take to run a country?

 How many people does it take to make a mess?

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead

 Got power in their pockets, and privilege in their heads

 They're dead in the city, yeah they're dead