Cutting corners. We’re Brits,
It’s what we do.
Fill in a form,
No problem, we’ll simply
Wave it through.
Details? They’re like
Taxes, for fools,
Not me and you.
Don’t worry about
Cutting corners. We’re Brits,
It’s what we do.
Titanic looked fantastic,
Cost a vast amount.
Too bad that no-one noticed
Sub-standard lifeboat count.
The Coal Board said don’t worry,
Don’t listen to the man
Who says the tip’s unstable, too
Close to Aberfan.
We’ll have a game of football,
Get the Scousers to attend.
Win, lose or draw they’ll be just fine
On Leppings Lane End.
Don’t worry about
Cutting corners. We’re Brits,
It’s what we do.
Don’t look across the city,
I wouldn’t if I were you.
That tower block is ghastly,
Burned out, it spoils the view.
They say some people saved some cash
And nodded fire tests through,
But the truth old boy is that we’re Brits,
And this is what we do.
© Charlie Lambert
