The Candidates Find Common Ground

Full employment, slave labor, and schemes An unemployed workforce, the capitalist's dream But lets keep Britain working either way we must keep Britain working Conventional weapons to kill people nicely Nuclear weapons to keep the peace But weapons definitely either way we must defend ourselves Nationalization, with one big boss No, privatization, with lots of little bosses But someone in control, of course, either way there must be someone giving orders A toast to democracy The prison guard of this society Sides in the voting game Disappear into the same machine The same machine A toast To US bases and nuclear weapons To stopping pickets pulling down fences To the British troops in Northern Ireland To the wonderful victory in the Falklands To the plastic bullet and the riot police To the UDM, to the TUC To isolating gays and to law and to order To richer bosses, to poorer workers A toast to democracy The prison guard of this society Sides in the voting game Disappear into the same machine The same machine A toast To longer hours and to less pay To the courts for those who get in our way To the beating of people who step out of line To the use of troops to break a strike To the expulsion of extremists and political witch hunts To repatriation, to benefit cuts To peaceful settlements, and to no strike agreements To authority, to power, to governments One, two, three To the annual rise in the MP's wage To vested interests, to privilege To the party who wins the next election By definition a victory to capitalism