Out of touch! thats what you are.
too much monie and a fast car.
sitting there like some kind of king.
whilst all through your life you've never learnt a thing.
born into privilage
grown up in some Northampton village
whilst your workers suffer in hell
low pay is the norm
but one day there will be a storm and people like you will be no more.
a tidal wave of truth will come crashing on your shore.
youve had it your own way all your life thats for sure.
but change is waiting outside your door!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem