I wrote this song on the 17th May, but things have gotten a lot worse since then…
Electricity electricity is a luxury, a luxury, I just can’t afford anymore.
I used to pay sixty five quid every month, now they want four hundred and four.
All my bulbs are LED, and its very hard to see just where any more cuts can be made
The only ones at ease are the toffs and MP’s, there’s no electric for them that are poor
I used to have a hot tub, all bubbles and froth, it were smashin to bathe for an hour
now electrics gone up, I’ve emptied it out, and I’m strugglin to pay for a shower.
Oh where will this end, I said to a friend, the other day filling lamps up with oil
He said it’ll only end, when, the the people rise up, and take back their rights and their power.
And now we have rationin, of electrical power, cause there’s just not enough to go round
and when you can get it, you just can’t afford it, cause a kilowatt costs over a pound
So I’ll sit round me oil lamp, in midwinter tonight and think of good times when we had
Electric to burn, without a care for the cost, and our Government wasn’t run by a clown