Thatchers Legacy

Go to the Valleys and you will see Thatcher's disgraceful legacy. Where the people of old Like to tell stories of black gold. Dignity, pride and nothing grand They powered the world with their bare hand. Covered in sot from their head to their foot. These men of old, they dug black gold We feel their shame Knowing we can't do the same. Unemployment it is so high Half the people want to die. The factories and mines, they lay bare Dignity and pride has become so rare. We know its called progress, we know its unclean We know we can't go back to where we have been. But for our children's children I do plead For someone of the people, someone who'll lead. With blood on her hands Hell she should be For this is Thatchers legacy