From the playground to the wasteground

Hope ends at 17 -

Sweeping floors and filling shelves

Forced into government schemes -

11 years spent to dig out ditches,

Forget your schoolday dreams -

Guarantees and lie-filled speeches,

But nothings what it seems -

Qualified and patronised and with everything to lose.

No choice or chance for the future

The rich enjoy less tax -

Dress the girls in pretty pink

The shit goes to the blacks

A generation's heart torn out

And covered up the facts

The only thing they'll understand

Is a wall against their backs

The only hope now left for those - with everything to lose.



In desperation empty eyes,

Signed up and thrown away -

There's drugs replacing dignity,

The short sharp shock repaid -

There'll be no money if you dare to question

Working the Tory way -

The truth is up there carved in stone,

Where 21 dead now lay -

A family's loss for a few pounds saved -

With everything to lose.