Looting
London, London!
Youths rioting,
Communities dying.
Mother, mother the world is watching
London is burning,
Revolution rising.
Taxes increasing,
Cash decreasing,
Nation pleading.
Babies bleeding,
Mother’s praying,
Politician's denying.
Mother, mother the population is mad.
Hard times, crazy times, sad times,
Scary night, dreary night, lonely life.
Papa, papa her their cry!
Babies’ bawling,
Prison sizzling,
Cities exploding.
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