With apologies to Barry McGuire saw this on FB and thought I'd share
The dairy world, it is exploding,
Farmers paid nothing for the milk they’re loading,
Depots blockaded by a fleet of tractors,
Buyers don’t understand the production factors,
With no milk for your tea, will their be laughter?
And you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,
That you don’t believe we’re on the eve of Olympics.
On the Olympic games, they are over spending,
On the start and on the ending,
The big bad sponsors, they’re prosecuting,
The little guys, they’d rather be shooting.
You get less attention if you go looting!
Use a word like gold and they will get you,
A twenty grand fine just to upset you….
And you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,
That you don’t believe we’re on the eve of Olympics.
The security firm, what a disaster!
Try covering that with a sticking plaster!
Four years to plan, should have worked faster,
The pool of recruits needed to be vaster!
Yet they still pay them, that is barmy,
When most of their job goes to the Army!
And you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,
That you don’t believe we’re on the eve of Olympics.
There’s a boy on a plane, who should not be there,
Breezed right through security, and sat in a chair.
Took him to Rome without his folks,
Sounds quite funny but this is no joke,
Now airport manager’s face has the yolk,
Tries to play down that his system’s broke…..
And you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,
That you don’t believe we’re on the eve of Olympics.
Think of all the roads there are in East London,
Trains and Tubes too, with all their funding,
So many are now blocked to the folks that live there,
While the torch is paraded in Albert Square,
Yet it’s all about the rich, you know that ain’t fair,
It was all about sport, and competition,
But the idea was killing by greed and politicians!
A disease we can’t cure with the best physicians,
A problem to tough for the great mathematicians…
And you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,
That you don’t believe we’re on the eve of Olympics.
Yes you tell me, over and over and over again my friend,
That you don’t believe we’re on the eve of Olympics. |
