13.1.12 Bankers

There isn't much to cheer us up
With things the way they are
The banks have fucked us over good and proper
The awful strain of holding on
Creates a mental scar
And some will doubtless slip and come a cropper

There isn't much to do but wait
And hope that time will heal
The fucking mess created by the bankers
With reckless greed and negligence
They had to wheel and deal
And prove themselves a bunch of cunts and wankers

Hypocrisy is being told
They'll give us all advice
With TV ads on how to manage money
As if the cunts are qualified!
They fail - we pay the price
And all the time I'm sure they think it's funny

The cost of living's on the rise
We chew but swallow less
It's bollocks now for breakfast, lunch and dinner
And far too many hopes are pinned
On just a lucky guess
As if there's more than just one Lotto winner

So governments are overdrawn
Economies are lame
The retail sector's on its knees and crying
Yet banking seems to be immune
To banks it's all a game
They roll the dice while companies are dying

Recession's hit us rather hard
The outlook's cold and bleak
A shiver calls for Tunes or sucking Lockets
But money men are safe and warm
They ride their winning streak
While politicians line their fucking pockets

The credit crunch is biting yet
It's more than "sink or swim"
As millions learn to live while treading water
For some it's just a slight delay
Before their world turns grim
And bailiffs gather ready for the slaughter


13.1.12

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