Question Time Lyrics

Question Time - Dave

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Look

A question for the new Prime Minister

How'd you have a heart so sinister?

How are you so wasteful when people are dying in Somalia

Afghanistan, Egypt, Libya?

The irony is we have no business in Syria

But kids are getting killed for all the business in Syria

And then they try and tell you it's ISIS, it's ISIS

In their attempts at killing it, how many civilians died

So what's the difference between us and them?

When you got drones killing kids just touching ten

Then when a bomb goes off, every politician's lost

Like that last strike that didn't kill a hundred men

You ain't the same as them

But all that fuel for the fire is what you gave to them

And what you take from them

All my life I know my mum's been working

In and out of nursing, struggling, hurting

I just find it fucked that the government is struggling

To care for a person that cares for a person

So where's the discussion on wages and budgets?

How they made them redundant when I was a young'un

The letters in our car said my mum was overdraft

But somehow I still had dinner money in my pocket

And even the little things like ordering pizza

Were probably the reason for overtime in the evening

Five till ten, six hours of sleeping

For twenty-two years my mum was doing the cleaning

Dreaming that her kids would have a better life

Go in bed at night, struggling with getting by

That's the reality for millions of people in a nation

Where a lot of us were looking for a second try

A question for the new Prime Minister

And please, tell me if I'm being narrowminded

But how do we spend so much money on defence

And weapons to wage war when the NHS is dying?

Bursting at the seams, and what about them people

That voted for us to leave for the money that it would see?

350 million we give to the EU every week

That our health service needs

But now them politicians got what they wanted

Can you see an empty promise or a poster on the street?

Nurses in tears 'cause they're working every hour of the week

And they still don't have the money that they need

You brought the heart of the nation to its knees

Underpaid, understaffed, overworked

And overseen by people who can't ever understand

How it feels to live life like you and me

Patients lying in the corridors

'Cause doctors can't even find a bed for them to sleep

I remember A&E and all them sickening screams

Of a little girl waiting for a surgeon to be seen

Privatized healthcare, guns for police

Increased uni fees, is this what they're selling us?

Well, let me remind you just in case you've forgotten

That we live in Great Britain, not in Donald Trump's America

Speaking of America, state and the President

With all due respect, I've got something to say to them

I just find it funny you can't give a hand to Palestine

But you can trade whole arms with Saudi Arabia

Look, look

I've got a question for the new Prime Minister

At Grenfell Tower, your response was ridiculous

You hid like a coward behind your five million

Dodged responsibility and acted like you're innocent

And I can see you're terrified, you're not good at telling lies

I'm getting why you stay away from everything that's televised

You look like a robot and you don't speak with any life

It feels to me like any guy in press could've said them lines

Imagine going to the council for the safety of your block

And you've got kids but they're ignoring you at every time

Everyone who knew about that cladding

Should really be going prison under rule of joint enterprise

But if it ain't a little kid with a knife

I bet that judge is going easy when he's giving him time

They don't deserve to be free

Any builder, MP, that knew about the conditions but did it to save cheese

When I listen to the things that the residents had seen

I was so shocked I couldn't even speak

Families they know that had died in their sleep

How you choke on the smoke when you're struggling to breathe

The glow from the fire

The panic when you hear all the sirens

The crackling, the popping and the muffled-out screams

The fear in the eyes of a man that was trapped

Who jumped fifteen floors from the tower to the street

I could only hear a fraction of the pain and the grief

Closing my eyes, trying hard not to cry

And the joy and relief in the face of a man

When a woman from the flat said his neighbour was alive

No help from the council in keeping any list

Of the people that survived, his neighbours and peers

And for that whole meeting I could see that he was trying

So his smile was an island in a sea full of tears

Look, I've got a message for our old Prime Minister

David Cameron

I mean you fucked us, resigned, then sneaked out the firing line

I wanna know how you managed it

And are you bathing in the sun while them papers have a run

At the woman that you left here to handle it?

You gonna teach your little lad to be the man that's got a plan

And then the moment that it fails to abandon it?

Are there bullies in his school?

And when you pick him up after class, can you feel his embarrassment?

I mean you never gave