The income gap is rising, I saw it on a colour chart on News 24, It’s getting really hard to act surprised, When you’ve heard the same old story 50 times before, And it’s such a dreadful shame, and we know it, Just like the missing children and the casualties of war, But I don’t lose much sleep, I’ve got my high-speed broadband, And my good-health to be thankful for. And if poverty’s a cancer, then surely that means Band Aid was a Chemotherapy wig. And we’ll all smile and tilt our heads and say, Your cheeks are looking rosier today, And we won’t need our bravest faces for too long, In 20 minutes visiting hour is done, And we can go home and put our TVs back on.
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