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Ode To Maggies Millions by Keith Sharples
Ode To Maggies Millions
C G
Back in the late 70’s when Maggie came to power
Am Em
Her & her old cronies, oh what a useless shower
F
There’s some that won’t remember, when Britain it was great
Dm G7
To return now to them times I guess it’s just too late
C G
She closed down all the coal mines, put millions out of work
Am Em
What a thoughtless action brought about by this daft birk
F
“Coal not dole” it was the cry of Arthur Scargils’ men
Dm G7
She said “it’s all for progress”, but when will this begin?
C G
Many of these miners were left in poverty
Am Em
They were honest working men just like you & me
F
They toiled in danger underground providing Britain’s’ fuels
Dm G7
Till’ Maggie put them on the dole just treating them like fools
C G
She privatised the railways, the busses & the phones
Am Em
Leaving all the working men to pick upon the bones
F
Of the caucuses of industries, when all hope was gone
Dm G7
Looking down her nose again at every single one
C G
All the time she was feathering hers & her friends nest
Am Em
Telling us for England, she knew what was best
F
Created things called “QANGO’s”, all chaired by her kind
Dm G7
Who creamed off all the profits, while kissing her behind
C G
There ended all apprenticeships coz industry was dead
Am Em
Caring not one jot about how workers kids were fed
F
Telling us there’s work out there so get out on your bike
Dm G7
I wish that she was here today I’d tell her “take a hike”…..(or words stronger!!)
C G
The busses & the railway trains like clockwork used to run
Am Em
‘till public transport suffered at the muzzle of her gun
F
No longer a public service it was all about the brass
Dm G7
The working man needs transport too, that bitch can kiss my ass
C G
So when her final day is over I will go get pissed
Am Em
And if I were a hit man she’d be there top of my list
F
Give all ex-miners shovels, pick axes as well
Dm G7
They’ll dig her her own tunnel, right direct to hell
C G
But will old Satan want her, oh that I really doubt
Am Em
Just like Britain’s furnaces she’ll put hells fires out
F
When that fatal day it comes we’ll all find out in turn
Dm G7 C Csus4 C
Maggie Thatcher you’re not fit to burn!
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