You promise so much But deliver so little Make out you care despite the fact That you're so fickle Our eyes can see clearly And our ears can hear Still, everything you say is all so unclear
Avoiding the questions With the answers you give The con goes on and on How can we believe? Are you speaking in tongues? Or just dodging the issues Or busy stocking up on Extra three ply tissues
Myopia, myopia Too blind to see the truth Myopia, myopia As history will prove Myopia, myopia Where is the real you? Myopia, myopia
True colours, shining through
Bland and benign Are the politics you deal On both sides of the house Such a slow turning wheel The passion is lacking The rhetoric is stale How can you succeed Where others always fail?
Can I have a pair Of your rose tinted glasses? So life looks much better For all us lower classes Why should we suffer This barrage of deceit? You only fool yourself When you can't cope with the heat
Myopia, myopia Too blind to see the truth Myopia, myopia As history will prove Myopia, myopia The onus is on you? Myopia, myopia
