Brit's Demise

We Brits have one thing in common There ain't no rich folk that we trust For they don't give a damn who they're hurting While striving to fulfill their lust We've seen it with our politicians Our actors and police force as well While they spend Britain sinks in depression Giving everyone else living hell It would seem Beer's the only solution Though our drinking it to great excess Puts more bloody tax in their pockets And does nothing to sort out the mess Now I am a real peacefully person But I'd happily pick up a gun And murder the bent twisted bastards Who ruin our lives for their fun This also applies to the dozens protected by all powers that be Hidden by police and the rich folk While abusing our children freely Just what has become of our nation Or has it been always the same No wonder we Brits' drown our sorrows Being drunk is less reason for shame Ivor G Davies