Trouble and strife
The complainant's
complaint
is a constant refrain
Woe is me yes me
they're all to blame!
I'm squeezed in the middle
by those with no name
pity me not them
they're all to blame!
why don't they just send 'em
all off to jail?
give to me not to them
coz they want the same
give to me not to them
coz they're all to blame
them paki's and blacks
them poles and the lame
the unemployed are just scroungers
single mums are the same
my blood pressure's rising
the government's too tame
my investments are falling
i'm going insane
my prayers go unanswered
my complaining's in vain
lesbian theatre will give me
a burst in the brain...!
''I should have gone
to Australia
like my brother
and his wife
where life is just a honey
with no trouble
and no strife''.
words and foto T Carroll
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