Half the country's in the pub
Looking in the paper
Seeing is believing
The best is coming later, later, later...
Half the country's unemployed
But it doesn't really matter
Sit back and make no noise
Sit back and make no noise
The illusion has been shattered
Hidden secrets, little hidden secrets
Blindman leads the beggars
And the king has got no clothes
Promises are daydreams
And no one really knows
Writer(s): Robert Hingley
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