Fearful Of Our Future - Song

Syd



(Verse 1)
Plucked from the chest freezer
Straight into the Ninja
We no longer need the grill on
To cook our fish fingers

Travelling via the tunnel?
Top up the app before you go through
If you're driving a diesel car
Then don't forget your AdBlue

Community spirit crumbling
No more tea round at your nan's
Digital vanquished analogue
The fire stick killed the video man

No more corporal punishment
Kids struggle to be controlled
We now discipline our children
By withholding the Wi-Fi code

**(Chorus)**

Overcrowding
In the prisons
Sewage floating
Down the rivers

Privatisation
Born of Thatcherism
Unions stripped of power

Throughout this isle
The water's no longer ours

(Verse 2)
Youths roam in packs
With balaclavas and e-bikes
Ignorant and indifferent
To the timers on the streetlights

Solar power, electric vehicles
Net zero, green emissions
Dodgy cryptocurrency donations
Crooked frog faced politicians

A detrimental turquoise tide
Flows freely from the ballot box
A broken high street marred
By takeaways and vape shops

Blue-collar workers once stood
United, shoulder to shoulder
We're now divided, weakened
Squabbling with one another

**(Chorus)**

Overcrowding
In the prisons
Sewage floating
Down the rivers

Privatisation
Born of Thatcherism
Unions stripped of power

Throughout this isle
The water's no longer ours

(Verse 3)
There's now so little pride
In our working class roots
Send me back to simpler times
Of Roland Rat and Turtle boots

When streetlights were soft yellow
With a welcoming gentle glow
The winters seemed predictable
With knee-deep drifts of snow

Real newspaper used as wrapping
For deep fried fish and chips
Fairy Liquid bottles lasted weeks
The size of rocket ships

Now we're fearful of AI
Fearful of Mother Nature
Fearful of immigration
We're fearful of our future!

**(Chorus)**

Overcrowding
In the prisons
Sewage floating
Down the rivers

The community's gone...
How did things get so bad?

Dread and despair
Draped in the national flag

  • Author: Syd (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 19th, 2026 13:07
  • Comment from author about the poem: Lyrics: Original work by Syd (False Sense) Music: AI-generated composition Ā© Lyrics copyright reserved Images AI generated
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  • sorenbarrett

    A great song of what a mess we are in. A pub song it sounds like.

    • Syd

      Thank you so much Sorenbarret. The lyrics are actually my upbringing and what I've experienced in life.

      Thanks again - Syd šŸ„

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome Syd

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Syd, I’m over here across the pond, but I recognize that weird feeling of watching the familiar change around you and not knowing where any of it is headed. A fantastic song and read, my friend.šŸŒ¹šŸ–¤šŸ™šŸ•ÆļøšŸ¦ā€ā¬›

        • Syd

          Hi Tristan,

          Yes, these are strange times indeed. Glad to know I'm not alone. Thank yiu so much for your kind comment.

          Much appreciated - Syd šŸ„



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