We are but blood supply

We are but blood supply

We are born to work

That’s what we’re told

This will make us better people

And when we grow old

We can look back and say

Somebody sold me a lie

Because we are but blood supply

For the vampires who suck us dry

The politicians who were born in suits

Cruise in to a parliamentary seat

None of them wore working boots

When they landed on their feet

And whilst we were tilling the land

They were swapping old school ties

Because we are but blood supply

For the vampires who suck us dry

War is what governments create

When their greed isn’t satisfied

Choose an enemy ignite the hate

Ignore how many workers died

To make a few poisoned souls rich

It’s never their kind that cry

Because we are but blood supply

For the vampires who suck us dry

©JMcN2015