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And it`s because we love our children,
We`d move mountains to fulfill them
And if anything should kill them we`d go mad,
That though our bodies feel half dead we`ll
Join the Monday morning treadmill
To give them the time we haven`t time to have
Which doesn`t leave much time for learning
How this little wheel we`re turning,
Earning dosh to buy those me-no-likee shoes,
Joins all the cog-wheels in progression,
Gearing down to where oppression
Grinds the kiddies we all pity on the news.
When from the sweet-shop to the sweat-shop`s
Just a two-hour Easy jet-stop
For the holiday our families deserve:
And though we know our world is sinking
From this fossil fuel we`re drinking,
Still we guess it`s their best interest we serve
Seems only yesterday they`re teething,
Then they`re standing up and leaving
Saying how they`re going to sing a different song,
And though you really hope they may
You guess they`ll briefly seize a day
Then have their own kids on the way before too long
Then we`ll drive over after school
And take our grandkids to the pool,
Stop off at Tescos to refuel, cos it`s so cheap,
And in the back they`ll chatter on
About a world already gone
While we digest the latest weather news, and weep
In every person, every place,
A joy no other can replace
To see the smile on kiddies` faces as they play:
So every Christmas we must buy the
Latest gizmo out of China
Flown here through a sky we broke and threw away
Up, up and away, in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon!
Like there`s a little kid inside us
Hurt by all the love denied us
Thinks a new toy can provide us with the cure
When what we need`s to spit the dummy,
Cry for daddy, cry for mummy
Wipe our eyes, and recognize we`re more mature
And if the best that we can give them
Is a place that`s safe to live, It`s
Time to roll our shirtsleeves up and not deny
You know you`ve got to change that nappy
When the bottom-line`s so crappy
That because we love our children, children die.
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