Thatcher, Thatcher the Dignity Snatcher

Discussion in 'Midnight Owl' started by Lentil Illness, Sep 23, 2006.

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  1. Lentil Illness

    Lentil Illness Well-Known Member

    I had a dream that I was shooting Margaret Thatcher in the face.

    But all she did was keep on grinning.

    And Oh! My fear realised. She is fucking indestructable!

    Between the Wars

    I was a miner
    I was a docker
    I was a railway man
    Between the wars
    I raised a family
    In times of austerity
    With sweat at the foundry
    Between the wars

    I paid the union and as times got harder
    I looked to the government to help the working man
    But they brought prosperity down at the armoury
    "We're arming for peace me boys"
    Between the wars

    I kept the faith and I kept voting
    Not for the iron fist but for the helping hand
    For theirs is a land with a wall around it
    And mine is a faith in my fellow man
    Theirs is a land of hope and glory
    Mine is the green field and the factory floor
    Theirs are the skies all dark with bombers
    And mine is the peace we knew
    Between the wars

    Call up the craftsmen
    Bring me the draughtsmen
    Build me a path from cradle to grave
    And I'll give my consent
    To any government
    That does not deny a man a living wage

    Go find the young men never to fight again
    Bring up the banners from the days gone by
    Sweet moderation
    Heart of this nation
    Desert us not, we are
    Between the wars

    Billy Bragg ~ political poet and all round nice guy
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