Where We Headin'

This is my take on the "credit crunch" and all things relating to it. I wrote this early in 2009 when the whole thing was in full swing!

WHERE WE HEADIN’ WHO CAN SAY
THINGS ARE CHANGIN’ DAY BY DAY
SOCIAL ARMAGEDDON SEEMS TO ME
TO A CLEVER MAN IT’S CLEAR TO SEE
WE’RE PATRONISED AND LECTURED WITH RULES
LIED TO AND CHEATED, TREATED LIKE FOOLS
ONE DAY RICH, THE NEXT WE’RE POOR
THEY WANT YOUR MONEY, THEY’RE AT YOUR DOOR
THEY’LL TAKE AND TAKE IT SEEMS BEREFT
NOW ROBBIN’ YOU BLIND WELL THAT’S JUST THEFT.

TAUGHT TO SMILE AND SMIRK BY THE PR MAN
WHO IS THIS GUY, THE JOKERMAN
HONESTY AND TRUTH HAVE GONE AWRY
VOTED IN BY DEMOCRACY TO TELL A LIE
BUT THEIR NUMBER’S UP, THEIR KINGDOM’S COME
THEIR GOOSE IS COOKED, IT’S OVERDONE
THE SEAS ARE ROUGH, THE FISHIN’S THIN
THE ENGINE’S FAILED, THEIR SHIP’S COME IN
CASH BOX IS EMPTY, THE CUPBOARD’S BARE
WANT MORE TAXES JUST LET ‘EM DARE
THE STORE’S CLOSED DOWN, HAND IN THE KEYS
FEEL WHAT IT’S LIKE DOWN ON YOUR KNEES.

BANKS HAD THE MONEY NOW IT’S ALL GONE
THEY LINED THEIR POCKETS, EVERY ONE
PLAYED AND GAMBLED, LIKE A GAME OF ROULETTE
THE RUSSIAN KIND, THAT WAS THE BET
NOW JUST LIKE MAGIC, IT’S ALL SO CLEAR
INTO THIN AIR THEY’VE DISAPPEARED
INTO THE WOODWORK OR FOREIGN BEACHES
WE COULD ONLY TRUST ‘EM, THAT’LL TEACH US
THEY’LL NEVER STARVE OR FEEL THE COLD
NOT WHILE THEY’VE GOT THEIR POTS OF GOLD
THEY’LL TRY TO BE LIKE YOU AND ME
AND DO THEIR UTMOST TO DECEIVE
BUT RECOGNISE ‘EM AS THEY PASS YOU BY
BY THE SUITS THEY WEAR AND THE CARS THEY DRIVE

NOW IT’S A GLOBAL THING, THAT’S WHAT THEY SAY
BUT JUST LAST YEAR WE WERE MAKIN’ HAY
WORK FOR EVERYONE, JOBS GALORE
YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO LOOK TOO FAR
FILL YOUR POCKETS, FILL YOUR BOOTS
YOU’RE HEADIN’ DOWN THE RICH MAN’S ROUTE
NEED MONEY FOR A RICH CAR
YOU DID’NT HAVE TO LOOK TOO FAR
BUT MAKIN’ HAY IS ONLY FINE
IF THE SUN DECIDES TO SHINE
BUT THE WEATHER THE POLITICIAN CAN’T “FIX”
COS THAT’S A WHOLE NEW BAG ‘O TRICKS
AND SKIES ARE LOOKIN’ MEAN AND GREY
WITH ROLLIN’ THUNDER ON THE WAY

SO WHERE IS IT WE GO FROM HERE
FUTURE DOES’NT LOOK SO CLEAR
YOU WANT A JOB SON, WE GOT NONE
BIG BOOM TIME HAS COME AND GONE
TRY AGAIN IN A COUPLE ‘O YEARS
THINGS ’LL PICK UP I HAVE NO FEAR
BUT EMPTY PROMISES, HYPE AND SPIN
LOOK AT WHAT A HOLE IT’S GOT US IN
POLITICIANS, IT’S JUST MORE ‘O THE SAME
THE PROCRASTINATION GAME.

BUT AMONG ALL THIS UNCERTAINTY
A GLIMMER OF HOPE I THINK I SEE
BUT IT DON’T COME FROM NO POLITICIAN
THAT’D BE NOTHIN’ MORE THAN DREAMIN’, WISHIN’
BUT FROM THE SPIRIT,TRUE, OF THE WORKIN’ MAN
WHO BUILT THIS COUNTRY ON HIS OWN
WHO SWEATED BLOOD TO FEED HIS KIDS
TO LAY EASY AT NIGHT UPON HIS BED
YEAH, HE CAN REST EASY, HE HAS NO FEAR
HE’S GOT A CONSCIENCE THAT IS CLEAR
UNLIKE THOSE WHO DODGE AND SHY AND SHIRK
NEVER KNOWN THE WORTH OF A REAL DAY’S WORK.

BEEMACMUSIC(C) 2009