Right before your eyes
I'm a defender of crimes
Right before your eyes
Voters let us all be hypnotized.
Be lead defenders of lies
As city bankers wink with a grin
Let us scratch and toil - cry
In a unheated bathtub
Numb, let us bathe cold to save.
Darn your pockets dear
But there's no money, here
Save the bones
Of an old Christmas turkey
Oh I'm a defender of crimes
Right before your eyes
Voters let us all be hypnotized.
Be lead defenders of lies
As city bankers wink with a grin
Let us scratch and toil - cry
In selfish solitude till we die
Baby don't you cry baby there's
A chance…? We'll buy a lottery ticket
And ride-out our last chance again
And maybe save our souls the pain.
What more can I say
When the bailiffs
Have more roots in our home today
Than us or the bird perched
In the broken bay-window here to stay
Because I've blown all our money away
On beer and scratch cards they'll say…
Oh I'm a defender of crimes
Right before your eyes
Voters let us all be hypnotized.
Be lead defenders of lies
As city bankers wink with a grin
Let us scratch and toil - cry
Jesus, tell me what's gone wrong…?
The saints preserve us;
Our time left won't be long
In selfish solitude let us die
In selfish solitude let us die
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poem by Mark Heathcote
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