The sun beams down on a brand new day
No more welfare tax to pay
Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light
Jobless millions whisked away
At last we have more room to play
All systems go to kill the poor tonight
The entirety of this song has stuck in my mind for the past two decades, and if the lyrics - about playing chess in Bangkok - weren't notable enough, it was also composed by the two guys from Abba, and performed by Murray Head, the brother of Giles from Buffy (youtube.com/Luiscmck80s2):
"I don't see you guys rating the kind of mate I'm contemplating... I'd let you watch, I would invite you, but the queens we use would not excite you"
__________________ You're perfect, yes, it's true. But without me, you're only you.
Come to me
The moon is closer than your eyes
I can barely see through the cracks
Light shines out my scars
Sirens scream in vein
I have already died a million times inside