Proper Sick of It

I’ve heard all this before Every four or five years they roll up with the same script Better schools, better jobs, better NHS, better everything And every single time it’s the exact same bullshit I’m sat here watching the same clowns on the telly Making the same speeches, same suits, same lies I’m sick of it Proper sick of it All these promises that never come All these words that mean nothing I’m not buying it anymore You stand there talking about change Like we haven’t heard that exact line a thousand times You promise the world then disappear back down to London While we’re still dealing with the same problems up here Don’t come round here with your fancy words and your photo opportunities We’ve seen it all We’ve heard it all And we’re done listening to the same old shit I’m sick of it Proper fucking sick of it All these promises that never come All these lies that never stop Northern woman’s had enough We see straight through you now We see straight through you now We see straight through you now We see straight through you now We see straight through you now