Fifty Years From Now

It's hard times in the cities and it's hard times on the land
But it's the stockbrokers and bankers, say things are looking grand
The economy's on the upturn, and they've made a solemn vow
That we'll feel the benefits, in maybe fifty years from now.

Fifty years from now, maybe fifty years from now
We'll be ankle deep in gold-dust, fifty years from now
Stop this selfish whining, look for the silver lining
Prosperity's around the corner, fifty years from now.

The government has done it's best, to bring prosperity
But all it's work is threatened, by the likes of you and me
If we're to be competitive, it just can't be ignored
That eating is a luxury, we simply can't afford.

Fifty years from now, maybe fifty years from now
It'll all be milk and honey, in maybe fifty years from now
In the meantime keep your trap shut, and bear it with a grin
And do your starving gracefully, or else they'll run you in.

The butter's piled in mountains, we're producing far too much
But we can't afford to buy a bit, to spread upon our crusts
The seas are full of fish, that our fishing fleets could catch
But if they did the EEC, would make them throw them back.

Fifty years from now, maybe fifty years from now
Tell the gas board that you'll pay the bill, fifty years from now
If you are old or on the dole, then I know your be consoled
By the thought that it'll be much better fifty years from now.

We can't go on building hospitals, we need the cash for guns
Our generals and admirals, must have their bit of fun
And schools don't bring the profits back, like nuclear bombs and tanks
That's why the country's overrun, by missile-toting yanks.

Fifty years from now, maybe fifty years from now
We'll be blackened heaps of cinders, fifty years from now
If we let them have their way, without fighting back today
There'll be nothing left worth fighting for, fifty years from now.