We are on our ten millionth Prime Minister, in about half an hour. We’re so happy, we are going to get more of everything, more tax, more legislation. Oh, maybe not more of everything I forgot about our pensions.

It’s Not Me It’s You.

I understood what you said to me, the promises you gave
I understood your sincerity both so sombre and so grave
I understood your love, and your caring nature
I understood your need to care and your need to nurture

Yes I understood, when you said you were the one for me
When you said you will make my world a better place, just you wait and see
Did I misread your messages then, why did I not understand
You lied, cheated, and deceived you could not lead our land.

All words Meadowhead Bard.