I'm sick & tired of the rain Here it comes again, pouring down on me This country's going down the drain, Washed down by the rain, washed down by the rain This country's going to the dogs But then it always was Then it always was Our nation of shopkeepers becomes a nation of stockbrokers Everyone's a fortune seeker Doing bingo in the papers This country talks of liberty But chooses not to see It's own hypocrisy Free enterprise but not free to strike The privileged few can do as they like And the rest can. For paying the price I spit in the eye of your free enterprise And I get sick of hearing Things are getting better, nothings getting better For??? And I get sick being told The futures looking brighter The future don't look brighter for me This country is going to the wall This country will be the ruin of us all This country is running out of time For this country it's the end of the line For this country For this country For this country For this country, for this country For this country, for this country For this country, for this country For this country... Wooaaahhhhhh! Oooooohhhhyeaahhh!