Today i saw the essence of evil, hanging out on the roof.
He looked like he was making a deal.
With the parliment to hold back the truth.
They sung a song that they stole from the north that was written under torture of Thatcher.
Half hearted hints were being dropped, cos they know what you dont know dont hurt you.

I looked around saw Cameron
Cameron how youve grown.
The last time i saw you
You were the director of the Corperate clones.
But now cuddled close to the logo, i see your face in the back of a silver spoon.
No Sweeney Todd or other Sod can take your seat in the room.

Detune Your Screens

Natural Aim

Woodham & Knowles