Summer’s here, it’s hot at last.
Grass as brown as green,
And watering’s a thing of the past.
The driest season ever seen.
The weather forecast?
Full of red.
“It’s global warming,” so they said.
Water scarcity in every city,
Every town, every street.
Water companies’ profits up…
Now isn’t that a great pity?
A scandal. A crying shame.
While every tap runs dry,
They play the corporate game.
Wildfires rage across the land,
Mostly set by human hand,
Global warming blamed by the woke age…
While standard profit fuels the rage.
Stand in line with an empty cup…
Watch the water company stock go up.
Just one more month…
And the rains will come.
Cold.
Wet.
And no sun.
Into winter, the heat’s a lost memory.
The heathlands return…
Back to green,
Back to beautiful scenery.
Courts fine you STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Police stop you STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Council taxes you STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Government taxes you again STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Parking attendants fine you STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Private car parks add extra charges STEALS YOUR MONEY!
The banks raise interest STEALS YOUR MONEY!
A bailiff comes to your home STEALS YOUR MONEY!
The royals are rich STEALS YOUR MONEY!
A private company uses tricks STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Energy companies over charge STEALS YOUR MONEY!
The water company charges you for water STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Loan companies use small print STEALS YOUR MONEY!
Ever wonder why you can't afford to eat? Look at who STEALS YOUR MONEY!
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