Song of the Mother in Debt...

I'm always waiting

I'm sick of waiting

For the day my luck will change

I've spent enough time

In queues and bread lines

In hope of better days

These thieves and scroungers

And lazy bastards

If I move they'll steal my place

Steal like this State does

And who's to blame us

When none of us can pay?

Will heaven's angels

Pull out the rent books

And ask me how I'll pay?

Behind their big desks

Misspell my kids' names

And file my life away?

I knock on doors

See curtains move

Time wins wars each name is proof

I could tell tales

The tricks they use

Cut no ice, I take what's due

There are worse tasks

Than door to door

I take pride in taking more

I watch my back

Dark alleyways

When doubt calls I bank my wage

No easy choice:

The devil's boat or cruel sea?

I took the boat

When I knock knock at Peter's gate

Will he ask if I can pay?

Test the water feel the ground

Send the tax collectors round

Fill the coffers pound by pound

A surer way to keep in line

The rabble who spend half their time

Wishing they could have what's mine

Stamping on the people's hands

This is where I'll make my stand

This is how I'll rule this land

I'll push and push a little more

I'll push and goad and tease the poor

A good excuse to fight my war

The war between have-nots and haves

My little game of smash and grab

Turn the screw increase the tax

Friend or foe, who goes there?

Turns his coat and takes the rear

Sings the Red Flag once a year.

I've got this dream home

I'm queuing up for

In freshly dug brown earth

One thing I can swear

Before I get there

I'll kill the taxman first