Truth & Fiction

See these MP's on the TV Talking on repeat like a scratched up CD So many lies that their face looks seedy So much to hide that they can't talk freely It seems now we just simply allow That every single word that comes out of their mouths is Put politely, a load of cobblers gonna House the homeless, employ the jobless Man you gotta be a total idiot To buy any of that shit or even consider it So considerate, leave us a little bit Throw a few scraps then call that benefit What? I'm just saying that you can't lie Get caught then make out you're a nice guy When the cost of just living's got so high People can't even get buy And we try, but it's still not enough Rent just doubled and I got laid off Caught in a struggle just to pay the debts off while I Make the best of juggling two jobs So why, do we cat like it's such a surprise Every time we discover new lies We just sigh And then scroll on by saying I don't know what to believe no more When the truth becomes the fiction and the fiction is all When the politicians play their games of war We're busy watching shadows on the wall I've given up looking up to leaders, Man they can't even feed us let alone leads us Nurses eating out of food banks While they excuse banks and let the market bleed us Do you really wanna feed these leeches? Do you really wanna hear these speeches? Go scare some Daily Mail readers I'm throwing in my lot with the basket weavers Cos you lot are basket cases Having debates over who's less racist It's like we're living in the end of ages And I still can't tell whose mask is fakest But that's how they keep you focussed Get your attention then you don't notice That power never rests in the hands of the voters Nah that's hocus pocus Now I'm not saying voting's hopeless I'm just saying that your vote gets wasted When you let yourself get sucked in By the media telling you where you can't place it Cos let's face it, it's just basic Human emotion mate, you can't fake it So if you ever get a chance to vote for someone taking a stance You better damn well take it I don't know what to believe no more When the truth becomes the fiction and the fiction is all When the politicians play their games of war We're busy watching shadows on the wall I don't know what to believe no more When the truth becomes the fiction and the fiction is all When the politicians play their games of war We're busy watching shadows on the wall Does anybody out there know Where the hell did our grip on reality go? It's like we're living in a tv show With a screenplay stolen from HBO And there's a 8 year old in the director's chair Giving a major role to anybody with a grand air Preferably two or three grand hair Effectively he doesn't give a damn or care Why should he? The ratings are soaring Who said politics are boring? He logs in his google account each morning And watches the ad revenue just pour in And anyway he's just reporting He knows trumps views are all appalling But he's not gonna win so just ignore him Oh hang on: This just in, he just got sworn in I don't know what to believe no more When the truth becomes the fiction and the fiction is all When the politicians play their games of war We're busy watching shadows on the wall I don't know what to believe no more When the truth becomes the fiction and the fiction is all When the politicians play their games of war We're busy watching shadows on the wall