Tom Collins - Titanic
Mobile phones are our best friendsFacebook's a life that we can pretend
Brexit and politics
It never ends
Prices are rising the damage is done
Pockets are empty the clouds hide the sun
We've got terrorists and criminals
They're on the run
So tell me what do we do now
'Cause I'm sick of going round and round
On a planet with a broken ground
As we keep on falling down
We're sailing on a titanic no traffic
Screaming out for some sense at all
We're heading for a car crash with the backlash
Screaming out for a miracle
World war three will be knocking on our door
The NHS is in a mess it's fell through the floor
We've got liars and cheaters
No one knows what for
Teenagers are murderers
The government ain't heard of us
Everything's commercialised
We've got daylight burglars
We'll take the cuts and bruises
But these words they hurt
So tell me what do we do now
'Cause I'm sick of going round and round
On a planet with a broken ground
As we keep on falling down
We're sailing on a titanic no traffic
Screaming out for some sense at all
We're heading for a car crash
With the backlash
Screaming out for a miracle
We're heading for a starvation
On a broken nation
Screaming out for a miracle
We're sailing on a titanic no traffic
Screaming out for some sense at all
Get ready for the fall
Written by:
Thomas Collins
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