Time after time
we get ****** in by their lies
and end up on the breadline

not for them
The six-to-two
or
two to ten
they live the life of Riley

and who pays?
the sick?
the needy?
the pensioners who cry
who'll feed me?

when they're ******* down the lid on you
it'll be too late then
to realise that they've been kidding you
all of your life.