Well, everybody’s talking and splitting bloody hairs
Everybody’s breaking rules and no one really cares
There’s matches in the commons, just below the stairs

Always something happening and nothing going on
There’s always something cooking and nothing getting done
But this is fucking normal according to The Sun

Nobody told me there’d be parties
Nobody told me there’d be wine and cheese
Nobody told me – oh for fucks sake please
Get on your knees
Freeze, Boris, freeze

Wait for Sue Gray

 

see also:

Lying’s The Drug

Ringpiece Of The Tormentors