Where once we enjoyed many songs all gay

“The end is nigh” those preachers used to say
To scare us into being born again
I have a hunch they may be right today

We’re coming to the Final Act , there’s no  replay
This Play is ending, ladies, gentlemen
“The end is nigh” those preachers used to say

Where once we enjoyed many songs all gay
Now we listen fearful for Big Ben
I have a hunch the end may be today

Someone may be made to pay
But it’s too late to put the lid back on.
“The end is nigh” those preachers used to say

Let our politicians stay or die
They churned us up like food processors make scones
I have a hunch the end may be today

This neo-liberal  fantasy made claims
That free markets would make the biggest gains
“The end is nigh” those preachers used to say
I have a hunch they may be right today