Fill up your bank balance,
Tear the country apart.
Flood us with your racism
And hatred for our hearts.
Convince us to vote,
By pretending to be strong.
Use all the right rhetoric,
Sing the right song.
Beyond the song and dance,
There’s greed in your eyes.
You say you are a leader
But you’re selfish deep inside.
I know we can be better,
If we see beyond your song,
If we choose to love our differences
And find a way beyond.
But until money isn’t key
We have this awful tune,
Until wealth isn’t our ideology,
Politics is nothing new.
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