It's as if some people want
It bewilders me each day
What they think they’re getting
There are those who would go further
A great big shiny reset button
To get back a lost world
To get back a lost world
That they never really had
It bewilders me each day
What they think they’re getting
In their far from brave old world
So shameful and unpleasant
Some talk of a lost Empire
As if that contained no shame
Perhaps in some commonwealth mixup
Of whatever they think that means
All those freedoms hard gained
Some thought would remain forever
Fresh hope-filled new tolerances
Now in such precarious doubt
There are those who would go further
Time-travelling all the way back
To lung-scraping Victorian values
All rickets, poverty and desperation
To lung-scraping Victorian values
All rickets, poverty and desperation
Their tall-hatted superiority screams
Bring back the tugging of forelocks
As the worthwhile dies screaming
The unworthy lauding the have lots
Whilst unjustly ignoring the have nots
Some believe in all sincerity
That the cold uncaring world
Will fall over to work with us
Simply due to who we once were
As the worthwhile dies screaming
Freedoms are sold so easily away
But you know Captain F*cktastic
Will try and push it through anyway
But you know Captain F*cktastic
Will try and push it through anyway
It's as if some people want
A great big shiny reset button
To get back to a lost world
To get back to a lost world
That they never ever had
MAWH, Oct 2019
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