Thatcher Free Zone

THATCHER- FREE ZONE

Can you hear me Mrs Thatcher,

will you listen to my words?

Cos if you don't go pretty soon

 it's gonna get much worse.

The city streets they're burning,

the youth ain't got no work,

your plastic bullet policies-

you know they just don't work!

And in your nuclear paradise

time doesn't fly, it dies-

I see it in the poverty

and, in the people's eyes.

Well they murdered Prosser

in Winson Green

He let out a few yells-

the shouts of the cops and

the screams of a man must have 

rung round those prison cells.

How can you love justice

if you are so unmoved

at the rights of an ordinary man

being so flagrantly abused.

So I'm lookin' for a Thatcher-free,

thatcher-free zone,

a thatcher-free,

thatcher-free zone.

The old folks they're freezin'

after all that they've seen

while bankers drive around in 

chauffered limousines

So I'm lookin' for a Thatcher-free,

thatcher-free zone,

a thatcher-free,

thatcher-free zone.

RIP MARGARET THATCHER 1927-20013