Jamie Lenman - Summer Of Discontent (The Future Is Dead) Lyrics

Those precious few, safe out of view...like cheats, like thieves, they stole your world from you. They couldn't care less how you fare as time rolls by, because they won't be there. You work hard, pushing hard, but it feels like it's just not enough. Things are looking bleak, looking peak...how did we get here? But your future ain't dead, it's just a mess. We all stressed out and vex - politicians playing with lives and we running outta time. Time to fight back with fire! Take to the streets! No hate shall be preached! Stand up, spread love - we embrace love and peace. Feel it ain't enough? Then get your boots on in the streets. You work hard and push hard - let's all take down this beast. You work hard, pushing hard, but it feels like the future is dead.