When POW! Came To Parliament

POW! POW! POW!

When POW! came to parliament.

It killed the bourgeois intent

MP’s and QC’s are lying on their back

But the kettle’s MC’s chat,

It’s the pot’s turn to be black.

POW! POW! POW!

The alarm has been sounded

And the cavalry has rounded.

Batons and gasses harassing the masses

Your executive decision,

Is to rule over ashes.

POW! POW! POW!

So London Town is burning down.

And ruled by a paper crown.

You spare some change for a world that is changing

But come back tomorrow,

And you’ll still be paying.

POW! POW! POW!

These spin doctors, rich doctors

Truth-locksmith witch doctors

Are synthesising spies and lies

To close your eyes to

Conjury and perjury,

The order of the day.

Liars and cowards

Leading the way

Spreading infliction

Circulating fiction

And propagating the addiction.

So, POW! - what do you all know about you?

POW! - you are ruled by who?

POW! – let me give you a clue.

Power rests in you.

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