From the playground to the wasteground Hope ends at 17 - Sweeping floors and filling shelves Forced into government schemes - 11 years spent to dig out ditches, Forget your schoolday dreams - Guarantees and lie-filled speeches, But nothings what it seems - Qualified and patronised and with everything to lose. No choice or chance for the future The rich enjoy less tax - Dress the girls in pretty pink The shit goes to the blacks A generation's heart torn out And covered up the facts The only thing they'll understand Is a wall against their backs The only hope now left for those - with everything to lose.
In desperation empty eyes, Signed up and thrown away - There's drugs replacing dignity, The short sharp shock repaid - There'll be no money if you dare to question Working the tory way - The truth is up there carved in stone, Where 21 dead now lay - A family's loss for a few pounds saved - With everything to lose.
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