Austerity Blues

Austerity Blues Whatever the weather, Like birds of a feather, We’re all in it together, Austerity blues. The Tories claim, That their aim, Is to aid, The low paid, Hard working brigade, But the facts, Are zero hours contracts, Are just a variation, Of casualisation, Available for all, Wait for a call, At home, Alone, Austerity blues. No job, No home, Bust, Without a crust, Your life, Crumbling to dust, Cupboard bare, Government don’t care, Give thanks, For food banks, Long queues, Time to muse, Austerity blues. If you’re disabled, And the quack, Says back, To work, Don’t go berserk, Appeal,…

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