Same shit different toilet

Lyrics

Verse 1
Step off the plane to a sky that’s grey,
Where the "Great" in the name has faded away.
From the white cliffs down to the London eye,
It’s a kingdom built on a polite little lie.
The tubes are delayed and the spirit is broke,
While the leaders treat the struggle like a private joke.
Stiff upper lip? Nah, it’s a forced silence,
While the streets get cold and the kids turn to violence.

Chorus
Your delusions in life—I don't want to spoil it,
But we all live in the same shit, just use a different toilet.
From the throne to the bench to the Downing Street door,
Taking from the many just to give to the more.
Yeah, your delusions in life—I don't want to spoil it,
We’re drowning in the same shit, just a different toilet.

Verse 2
Let’s talk about the Palace, the gold, and the lace,
A taxpayer’s bill for a billionaire’s face.
Inherited titles and a waving hand,
While the average family can’t afford the land.
Then there’s the blue lights, the thin blue line,
Handing out fines while they’re "doing just fine."
Over-policed but the crimes don’t cease,
Protecting the peace? Or just protecting the fleece?

Verse 3
Look at Number 10, the revolving door,
Changing the face but it’s the same as before.
Blue ties, false cries, and a "levelling up" scam,
They don’t give a damn about the girl in the tram.
They sold off the assets, they gutted the core,
Then wonder why the public doesn’t trust them no more.
A decade of cuts and a mountain of debt,
A gamble with lives that they haven’t paid yet.

Verse 4
And the jewel in the crown is gasping for air,
The NHS dying while the ministers stare.
Twelve-hour waits in a cold A&E,
Doctors on strike just to keep the care free.
Nurses on food banks, wards in the red,
"Clap for the heroes," was all that they said.
The heart of the nation is stretched to its max,
While they dodge all the questions and dodge all the tax.

Chorus
Your delusions in life—I don't want to spoil it,
But we all live in the same shit, just use a different toilet.
From the throne to the bench to the Downing Street door,
Taking from the many just to give to the more.
Yeah, your delusions in life—I don't want to spoil it,
We’re drowning in the same shit, just a different toilet.

Outro
Mind the gap—it’s getting wider every day.
The empire’s a memory, the future’s in the way.
Same mess, different plumbing.
Keep the kettle on.