Inspired by the traditional song What Will Become of England'( Roud 1779) and for gargoyles (eavesdroppers) everywhere.

It was meant to be a bloodless coup

Until the streets turned red

Do as we say not as we do

We're in charge of you they said

We hear whispers, we see all

From our vantage point high on the wall

We know secrets, we smell lies

As the plots and deceit start to rise

Like heat to the eaves

Spoken by liars and thieves

Conmen who do as they please

Some have money and wish for more

They won't lend a penny to the poor

They pass by with nothing but a frown

That's the way the working person

Has been cast down on their knees

Punished by liars and thieves

Conmen who do as they please

What will become of this land if things go on this way

There's many a thousand workers grow poorer by the day

They lie and twist, they trick and cheat

They insist that you march to their beat

Jump to attention, every time they talk

And don't ever question the direction

You walk in your sleep

Herded by liars and thieves

Conmen who do as they please

There is no whisper so quiet it can't be heard

No opinion too brutal or absurd

Nothing changes we've seen it all before

Eavesdropping on history from the chamber floor

Spoken by liars and thieves

Conmen who do as they please.