One million youngsters out of work;
Half are unemployable,
Unequipped to get the jobs
Which aren’t there for them to do.
A desperate situation;
An indictment of our Nation
Where a lack of innovation,
Due to over regulation,
Has removed our motivation
And condemned a generation
To a lifetime of stagnation.
We blame their education,
But it’s not the lack of courses,
It’s because there aren’t resources
To develop an economy
That gives us all stability,
A national identity
Supportive of the family.
But as I’ve clothes upon my back
And still can say, “I’m all right Jack,”
In spite of this despair,
Why should I bloody care?