| It looks like we’re having a rough old ride
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| There’s no place to run there’s no place to hide
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| No such thing as society
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| Let them rustle where they may
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| Poor souls! |
| Let them eat cake
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| Affordable housing and unobtainable dreams
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| There’s nothing for you here
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| Why don’t you move away
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| Compassion and loyalty are so yesterday’s news
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| No one cares what you have to say
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| My children are working all hours they can
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| To live in this city we love
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| But they can’t imagine a life like I’ve had
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| Either you’re rich or it’s tough.
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| Seagulls follow the trawler
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| It’s because they think sardines
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| Will be thrown into the sea
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| There’s a sucker born every
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| Minute it seems
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| Aiming high and.
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| Sinking low
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| Directing attention
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| Away from the trick
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| As every illusionist knows
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| My children are working all hours they can
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| To live in this city we love
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| But they can’t imagine a life like I’ve had
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| Either you’re rich or it’s tough.
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| Either you’re rich or it’s tough.
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| Either you’re rich or it’s tough.
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| Give us a home somewhere we’re safe
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| Give us enough food on our plates
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| We want to stay near to our friends
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| We are the future you can defend
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| Austerity, austerity is that all you have to give to me?
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| Austerity, austerity is that all you have to give to me?
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| Austerity, austerity is that all you have to give to me?
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| Austerity, austerity is that all you have to give to me? |