Decision after decision taken by our glorious leaders shows they have little or no empathy, compassion or humanity. Such qualities abound among the people I'm fortunate to surround myself with. So Johnson, Sunak, Patel, would we be friends? I very much doubt it.
lyrics
Hello Mr Johnson. I wonder if we can be friends
When comes the final judgement, I wonder if you'll make amends
For all the pain, the lack of care, division and misrule
When did you fall so far from grace where did you learn to be so cruel
And now you think you have the right to throw it all away
Our rights, respect, our freedom for xenophobic ideology
It's not the way we're born you know. You have to learn to hate.
To set us all against our kin, I really can't relate
Your selfish lies, we all despise. I really can't defend
No Mr Johnson I don't think we ever will be friends
Hello Mr Sunak. I wonder if we can be friends
It shouldn't matter that you're stinking rich, although that could offend
(I mean, when you'd made enough to live on;
you know, provide a comfortable future for you and your family,
why didn't you just stop there?)
Instead of hoarding, scrooge-like ripping wealth from all the poor
You'll never fear the beast of want stalking at your door
And now you think our jobs, careers, well they are not worthwhile
We should retrain, reboot, restart and throw away our toil
It's not the way we're born you know. You have to learn to hate.
To set us all against our kin, I really can't relate
Your crass insensitivity, *I really can't defend
No Mr Sunak, I don't think we ever will be friends
Hello Ms Patel. I wonder if we can be friends
But you're incapable of empathy, I just can't comprehend
Send 'em back to where they came, don't count the human cost
As long as on a foreign shore the unfortunate are washed
And now you think you can reject our sisters and our brothers
Our fellows when they need us most. We should care for one another
It's not the way we're born you know. You have to learn to hate.
To set us all against our kin, I really can't relate
Your inhumanity, your spite, I really can't defend
No Ms Patel, I don't think we ever will be friends
It's not the way we're born you know. You have to learn to hate.
To set us all against our kin, I really can't relate
Unholy Tory trinity, I hope you won't defend
No Johnson, Sunak & Patel, we really can't be friends
No Johnson, Sunak & Patel, we really won't be friends
You must be joking if you think, we ever could be friends
We never will be friends
credits
released November 17, 2020
Recorded by Brian Stone at The Old Wash House near Boscawen-un Stone Circle, Cornwall
supported by 12 fans who also own “I Don't Think We'll Be Friends”
I'm sat in our van, in a layby in the Midlands awaiting the exuberant excitement tomorrow... This is where it's at!
Love and Light and Laughter to all that made this little slice of magic whilst supporting mental health. Myself, the universe and many others thank you.
I don't wanna go home - good job I live in a van 😁 Stella O'Farrell