Fat Little Nero

I consider myself a compassionate man
But I'll make an exception for you
Cos I know when you die and we dance on your grave
I'll be fighting my way to the front of the queue

You bullshit and cheat cos that's all that you know how to do
A delusional ego, you're out of control
And it's all about you

Your pants round your ankles your hand in the till
Caught in the act and denying your guilt
You're a cynical bastard a fraud and a liar
Stoking the hatred and fanning the fire

Like a fat little Nero you partied and fiddled
While paradise burned to the ground
Clapping the heroes and taking the piss
While you and your cronies were all getting rich
Passing the contracts around

Now I hope that you choke
When that silver spoon sticks in your throat
Cos you sat in your ivory tower
Abusing your power like some kind of joke
Asleep at the wheel you were drunk at the helm
And everyone knew that the ship's going down
But you sold all the lifeboats to make a few quid
And you don't give a shit if we drown

Like a fat little Nero you partied and fiddled
While paradise burned to the ground
Clapping the heroes and taking the piss
While you and your cronies were all getting rich
Passing the contracts around

Born into privilege
Born into greed
Look in the mirror and what do you see?
Just a halo of flies where your soul ought to be

Now the queues for the food banks are getting longer and longer
And the poor and the pensioners all have to choose
Between heating and hunger
You sang Rule Brittannia and God Save the Queen
Who gives a fuck what the words even mean
While the Bullingdon Boys are all fucking pigs
Drinking Chablis and living the dream

Like a fat little Nero you partied and fiddled
While paradise burned to the ground
Clapping the heroes and taking the piss
Clapping the heroes and all getting pissed
Passing the contracts around