THE NEXT TWELVE MONTHS
I rather think the next twelve months,
Is something we’ll remember,
We’ll either sink ot swim this time,
But won’t know ‘til December!
This country’s in a rotten mess.
It took less than eight years.
We’ll need to dig down really deep,
With blood, and sweat, and tears.
There’s such a tough road up ahead.
The going won’t be smooth.
But if we stick together,
We’ll have nothing left to prove.
So pull the belt in tighter,
And hold your money fast.
This can’t go on for ever,
This tragedy won’t last.
Just like the Great Depression.
So many years ago.
The lesson’s clear for all to see,
“You reap just what you sow”!
We may have been led by the nose.
Towards the “Promised Land”.
These promises all came to naught,
And now we understand.
If something’s too good to be true,
If it’s all “pie in sky”,
It will never happen.
Do you have to wonder why?
It was the age of greed, they say,
We’ve learned our lesson well.
If we don’t get it right this time.
We’re heading straight to hell!
A bird in hand’s worth two by Bush,
Is what we’ve all been told.
But now we’re going to get it right,
And turn this dross to gold.