Chumbawamba - The Wasteland Lyrics
Said the party to the ad-manWell conjure up a gimmickThe way to lead an assIs with a carrot and a stickDig down for minoritiesPromise them concessionsRide in on their backsAnd then teach them all a lessonUnemployment means depressionYoure just victims of the recessionWe can count on their supportIf we can channel their emotions(chorus)Populate the wastelandBetween leisure and the graveWork and pray and place your voteAnd some day youll be savedAll these myths come tailor-madeTo suit the company directorMyths that praise the dignityOf cheap, disposable laborTwo different routesTo an industrial heavenWork for boss and parliamentAnd all will be forgivenIts the fear of being sackedThat lets the boss step up the paceBecause the minute you step out of lineTheres someone took your place(repeat chorus)Said the mp to the mediaCant we juggle this aroundSprinkle sugar on the dog shitAnd well keep the figures downNever let the left handSee whats in the rightNo-ones any wiserAnd the problems out of sightTake your democratic choiceTake a scheme or starveJob clubs, restart, yts, cps, easCompany profits doubledWages chopped in half(repeat)(repeat chorus)Offer your life to the one true churchIn the name of the conservative partyThe labor partyAnd the liberal allianceThe promised land where banks outnumber churchesAnd your cars shall be martyrs to the causeCapitalism in crisisBut on the third day it shall rise againBut on the third day it shall rise
