Spade from Shallow by whatever...

Another four years gone, another torch to carry on
Another hidden crime, another once-in-a-lifetime
Another change of state, another face we'll learn to hate
Another caring soul, another bridge to cross, another toll.

Another broken truce, another object of abuse
Another industry, another politician
Another billion spent,
who knows where the money went?
Another TV smile, and all the while,
the people's eyes go blind.

We called a spade a spade,
another foolish claim we made
We forgot about the line between
what is and what we're told
We'd like our leaders just,
but men of steel will always rust
Corroded by the currency that fools mistake for gold.

Another four years gone, another torch to carry on
And in another four it'll all look just the same.

• Punk
• pop punk
• punk pop
• socio-political
• Cleveland