In the SKY Newsroom
Just ahead of the
action
The producer announces
“Lights Camera
Fiction”
In the SKY Newsroom
Just ahead of the
action
The producer announces
“Lights Camera
Fiction”
There’s been a lot of talk lately
In the media about blue on blue
But it shouldn’t be a surprise
Because that’s Smurf porn for you
Parliament enacts the Laws
To legislate our
behaviour
Police officers patrol
the streets
To enforce the law
Then the court system
shows us
The error of our ways
Well, that’s the
theory anyway
Politicians call the
tunes
And the police cherry
pick
The laws that they
enforce
And the crown
prosecution service
Take only the cases
they can win
Or that make them look
good
And all three elements
Play to the media
“It’s your own time you’re wasting”
But no one listens to
the teacher
So, when option time
came around
I went and signed up
for media
How they exploit our compassion
With emotional
blackmail
They paint us
Pitiful tableaux’s
Of fly ridden waifs
Babies at barren
breasts
Or portrait images
Of sad saucer eyed
children
Beaten and bruised
Or maybe its pictures
Of Maltreated beasts
That pluck at your heartstrings
The tactics used are
quite crude
But anything goes
In the “No holds
barred”
World of charity
fundraising
As long as they can
extract
Our 3 pounds a month
While the poor
unfortunates,
The sad stars of the
charity show
Are merely lost leaders
In the ITV Newsroom
Just ahead of the
action
The producer announces
“Lights Camera
Fiction”
In the C4 Newsroom
Just ahead of the
action
The producer announces
“Lights Camera
Fiction”
In the SKY Newsroom
Just ahead of the
action
The producer announces
“Lights Camera
Fiction”
The News of the World
Oh, the irony is sweet
The news of the screws
That tawdry scandal
sheet
Hoisted on its own
petard
Because of its crime
They have become their
papers
Biggest scandal of all
time
They tell us we are in the grip of another
Catastrophic climate
crisis
That will drown the
world
By melting the polar
ices
Well if you are
unconvinced
That the sword of doom
is falling
Then you know the
argument is weak
When data is replaced
by name calling
Anyone not on message
Gordon Brown tells us
in his piety
That we are no better
That the flat earth
society
Well is it any wonder
we are sceptics
When in the eighties
we were told
By the doom Sayers
We would all die
because of the hole
In the ozone layer
If we did not act we
would kill
The polar bears and
the Pandas
Well to be frank
someone sold a lot of fridges
On the back of that
propaganda
The MSM gets me down
With their depressing lament
So, I am avoiding the news
Like the plague at the moment
How they exploit our compassion
With emotional blackmail
They paint us
Pitiful tableaux’s
Of fly ridden waifs
Babies at barren breasts
Or portrait images
Of sad saucer eyed children
Beaten and bruised
Or maybe its pictures
Of Maltreated beasts
That pluck at your heartstrings
The tactics used are quite crude
But anything goes
In the “No holds barred”
World of charity fundraising
As long as they can extract
Our 3 pounds a month
While the poor unfortunates,
The sad stars of the charity show
Are merely lost leaders