Don’t you want me any more?
Don’t you know
That I n-n-n-nearly swore
On the live TV
We went wild
Yeah I set you free
Your golden child
Sitting in his easy chair
He runs his hands through greying hair
And contemplates
His country estate
Gazing out at his trout farm
He wonders where the workers are
But it’s too late
They are not his mates
They are young
They’re young
Don’t you need me
Any more?
I broke the rules for you
Opened doors
Gave you liberty
Suggested Brexit
Did that all work out?
I never checked it
Sitting in his easy chair
He runs his hands though greying hair
And contemplates
His country estate
Blackmailed all the workers back
Gave the ringleaders the sack
But it’s too late
They are not his mates
They are young
Sitting in his easy chair
He runs his hands through greying hair
And contemplates
His country estate
He ‘worked really hard for this’
But now people just take the piss
It’s all too late
They are not his mates
They are young
They’re young
So young
Don’t you want me?
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