No Chips Left At The Westminster Casino

We’re all in,

all that money scraped together,

the chips are down -

they are never up for us -

we watch the wheel spin.

Blue, red, blue, red

round it goes:

where it stops,

no-one knows.

Les jeux sont faits,

we’ve bet the rent, the pin-money,

the shopping and the coins from down the sofa.

Ludomania:

we are all problem gamblers

wasting our votes,

we could toss a gold-coloured pound

in this last chance saloon,

but the House always wins.