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When one voice rules the nation |
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Just because they're top of the pile |
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Doesn't mean their vision is the clearest |
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The voices of the people |
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Are fallin' on deaf ears |
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Our politicians all become careerists |
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They must declare their interests |
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But not their company cars |
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Is there more to a seat in parliament |
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Than sitting on your arse |
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And the best of all this bad bunch |
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Is shouting to be heard |
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Above the sound of ideologies clashing |
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Outside the patient millions |
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Who put them into power |
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Expect a little more back for their taxes |
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Like school books, beds in hospitals |
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And peace in our bloody time |
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All they get is old men grinding axes |
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Who've built their private fortunes |
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On the things they can rely |
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The courts, the secret handshake |
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The Stock Exchange and the old school tie |
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For God and Queen, and Country |
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All things they justify |
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Above the sound of ideologies clashing |
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God bless the civil service |
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The nations saving grace |
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While we expect democracy |
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They're laughin' in our face |
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And although our cries get louder |
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The laughter gets louder still |
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Above the sound of ideologies clashing |
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Above the sound of ideologies |
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Above the sound of ideologies |
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Above the sound of ideologies clashing |
