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How quickly we forget The times that were so good We hold our heads, stare at the ground And endlessly complain. With profits down and taxes up It’s hard to make ends meet. How will we now maintain and keep Our present style of life. It’s not just change at large The weasel-minded think But all those secret fiscal ways No longer are around. The blank cheques now have gone And offshore bank accounts. Now backhanders and freebies Can land you in court. And so it is we often think The walls are closing in. We moan and groan how hard life is And yet we trundle on.
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