Verse 1 Westminster boardroom, they're carving up the meat Every empty promise landing flat like our kid's feet Council's cutting corners while the numbers keep on climbing Landlord's got a mansion, we're all skint and we're grinding They sold the water off then charged us for the rain Foodbank round the corner, same street, different name Politician's smiling for the cameras, shaking hands Meanwhile the sick estate's forgotten where it stands Hook It don't care who's breathing, long as it keeps on feeding Spreading through the system while the system keeps on pleading Chorus The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Numbers on a spreadsheet, never mentioned who has died The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Profit margins rising while the coffins multiply The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Ministers in blazers, never looking in our eyes The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Country's on a ventilator, nobody asks why Verse 2 They privatised the ward then they wonder why we're waiting Two-year list for scans while the shareholders is skating On top of our backs, laughing at the working classes Handing out contracts to the fellas wearing glasses Sky News on the telly selling scares about the borders Meanwhile the water's poisoned and there's nobody reports it Tumour in the tissue of a nation that's been told to Keep quiet, keep working, keep bleeding till they're sold to Hook It don't care who's breathing, long as it keeps on feeding Spreading through the system while the system keeps on pleading Chorus The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Numbers on a spreadsheet, never mentioned who has died The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Profit margins rising while the coffins multiply The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Ministers in blazers, never looking in our eyes The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Country's on a ventilator, nobody asks why Bridge Doesn't matter if it's Tory red or Labour blue The disease don't check your vote, it just keeps growing through Every borough, every postcode, every empty high street shop It'll spread until the whole body drops Hook It don't care who's breathing, long as it keeps on feeding Spreading through the system while the system keeps on pleading Chorus The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Numbers on a spreadsheet, never mentioned who has died The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Profit margins rising while the coffins multiply The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Ministers in blazers, never looking in our eyes The host can flatline, still it's thriving on the inside Country's on a ventilator, nobody asks why
