Well we're out
So what happens now
Problems will arise
In the South their kings
In the North we're things
We must move on somehow
Fat cats have saved a life
One of their many nine
I guess we have to see
In the North it's delight
In the South it's white
Cause caution floats in the sea
A flurry of movement
Questions remain
In the pool of Political water
The South is a culture
The North is a vulture
We're a target to austerity slaughter
Show us the change
Let's see it work
And then the grumbling wil drop
The South are never poor
The North I'm not sure
Is the country about to stop