I look I see I try to read I wonder were my mark should be
On the day of in or out I hope my mind has figured out ,
The truth of what it\'s all about,the politicians well they lie,gilt edged careers are on there minds,
The working man out on the street who feels he\'s trodden under feet has blinkered views of what is right as lies from high they blur his sight ,
I feel this has come to a head ,generosity has been misread and now the giving hand of help could be withdrawn and boundaries smelt ,so should I in or should I out ,and will this country loose its clout or stand and watch as neighbours fall, as Europe\'s dream goes to the wall ,
Utopia is on the ropes and with it rests all of our hopes ,the right path, it is hard to choose but choose we must and must not loose.
For in the wing there waits dark evil ,wanting ill for all the people and from confusion it will grow as history\'s already shown ,And if it does how will we bare the choices made that led us there ,
A simple cross is all it takes but futures it will make or break ,
I wish my mind knew what to do its in or out
It\'s win or loose.