We have no control
By
James Bredin
Where are we going; what are we doing; we have no control,
Dithers, politicians, bureaucrats, appointees on a roll,
Climate change is coming soon so you better watch and behave,
They’re going to increase our taxes till we end up in a grave.
Bono and Sir Bob telling Paul to give and give some more,
Or he’ll never make it to the international G8 stage door,
Proudly stand there and give the complete treasury away,
To a fancy Swiss bank by way of Africa they say.
The millions and the billions of dollars will be delivered in sacks,
Doesn’t matter Canadians already taxed to the max,
We don’t have referendums so they never even asked,
And their real UN agenda is always entirely masked.
And then he’s going to forgive and pay all Third World debt,
A balanced budget is something we can forever forget,
We have to be ahead of Britain, Germany and France,
Part of our UN agenda and nothing to do with finance.
They’ll start with ten percent of the GDP because that’s nice,
To be revealed at a Live Aid concert to be precise,
And then double it again and encourage those to do the same,
Noblesse oblige on saving Africa and no one to blame.
Sunday, June 26, 2005