Where have all the good ones gone

Where have all the good ones gone

We need them back in politics, the rat infested magimix that makes life tick,

That mixes up our different views on who we are and what we choose

And tries to find a mix that keeps us stable, fed and fit

A latest recipe of common harmony. One where we don’t lose the very land we live on

Where have all the good ones gone

We need some grown-ups back in place

Team runners in the human race

That speak for the greater good. Like clever trusted leaders should.

Where have all the good ones gone.

Watch out, for the goons and their party tricks

They’re treading on people to get their kicks.

They turn the dial up hour by hour to get their fix, their taste of power

Power corrupts, power erupts, power breaks up.

Like Golum they’ve touched the ring that rules them all.

It’s sucked them in and blinded them to their moral sense,

They can’t see straight or get off the fence

When it matters to take a stand and be counted.

To represent, to lead, to solve, to light the way that’s steeped in the shadows from an earlier day

That needs the sunlight of brave selfless passion.

Maybe these politicians started straight

With good intentions and a way to relate to others less fortunate or from different paths.

Their spines shored up by solid principles built to last.

But these one must have lost their way. Completely lost their way, along the way,

The slippery way, slowly weighed down and subsumed by self interest and the corrupting taste of power.

Where have all the good ones gone

Where have all the good ones gone

It’s human nature you say. This system is the only practical way

To keep things humming, humdrumming every day life

It’s no worse than it was before. There’ll be no real trouble.

We’ll keep living in our pretty much impregnable bubble.

Wake up. We can’t take the risk.