Orpo and Purra

Three billion more, crushing weight, Orpo, Purra, seal our fate. Tax hikes, spending slashed, Everywhere, the cuts are lashed. Pain and fire, hear them scream, In this chaos, it's no dream. Blood and sweat, we'll endure, Forced to accept, no cure. Orpo says it's necessary, But it's us who bear the worry. Cuts to health, cuts to care, All around, it's a nightmare. Pensioners, students, all feel the sting, In this ruthless budget, nothing's king. Savings here, savings there, But for us, it's all despair. Riikka Purra, heart of stone, Forcing cuts, we're left alone. No mercy in this fiscal brawl, As they watch our futures fall. Pain and fire, hear them scream, In this chaos, it's no dream. Blood and sweat, we'll endure, Forced to accept, no cure. So we'll rise, with clenched fists, Against the tide, we'll resist. Orpo, Purra, hear our shout, In this battle, we won't bow out.