Unity could set us free but instead you’ve set us up to be a country of obscurity that doesn’t relate to you or me, Why is the truth so difficult to tell from the green leather comfort of your wood panelled cell, How come we’ve twisted what’s meant to be straight and promoted confusion as our number one trait. Where is the logic ? Where’s common sense ? Your rules are ironic and cause us offence. Whilst the pedlars work out their policies to sell the faith of your people is burning in hell. Dear Mr Speaker if only you’d listen and hear the extent of discord that’s arisen, Dear Mr Speaker whilst you sit in your seat, We’re being led into mayhem by the fools at your feet.