Title: "Oi Government, What’s the Deal?". Verse 1 (Spoken): The world’s gone to chaos, mate, and we all know who to thank, it’s the ones up in the parliament, laughin’ all the way to the bank, they’re sittin’ on cushions, drinkin’ their wine, while the rest of us are workin’ overtime just to get by fine, they’re taxin’ the sunshine, they’re taxin’ the rain, while tellin’ us to tighten belts, but they’re spendin’ without refrain, they’ve sold off the rivers, the forests, the trees, and handed them over to mates overseas. Chorus (Rowdy, with stomping and clapping): Oi government, what’s the deal? Where’s the bloody cash? You’ve promised us a better life, but left us in the trash! You’ve drained the land, you’ve burned the air, you’ve left us high and dry, oi government, enough’s enough, it’s time to tell us why! Verse 2: The cost of livin’s gone sky-high, the rents are through the roof, but you’re handin’ out millions for some politician’s new suit, the teachers are struggling, the nurses are broke, while you’re flyin’ first-class and havin’ a joke, we’re queuin’ for handouts, beggin’ for a loan, while you’re buildin’ up resorts with pools of polished stone, they tell us it’s progress, but they’ve rigged the game, if the country’s fallin’ apart, mate, you know who’s to blame! Chorus (Louder, with sleigh bells and clapping): Oi government, what’s the deal? Where’s the bloody hope? We’re stuck inside your system, mate, and barely learnin’ to cope! You’ve taxed the rain, you’ve drained the seas, and nicked our sense of pride, oi government, we’ve had enough, there’s nowhere left to hide! Bridge (Spoken, sarcastic and slow): Oh, but they say it’s for the greater good, at least that’s what they claim, while they’re livin’ large in luxury and the rest of us feel the strain, they’ve sold the country piece by piece, said it’s all for a brighter day, but all I see are golden perks while we’re left to pay and pay. The farmers are strugglin’, the land is bone dry, and they’re jetting off to summits just to spread another lie, they tell us to tighten up, to make the most of what we’ve got, while they’re drinkin’ vintage bubbly and we’re boilin’ an empty pot, the system’s a circus, it’s one big scam, they’re passin’ laws to fill the pockets of their mates and sham, but if you try to question them, they’ll shut you down real fast, like they’re hopin’ the frustration won’t ever last.
