Nothing Left To Lose

Patrick Cannell © 2024
The waiting is over, there's nothing left to lose.
You gave us tuppence for our troubles and a thimble full of booze.
My hair has stopped growing, the birds no longer sing.
There doesn't seem to be much point in doing anything.

We've got nothing left to lose. Though you may choose
To persecute and prosecute, it won't change anything.
We've got nothing left to lose. Though you may try
To poke us with your silly lies, it won't change anything.

The shops are deserted, they must have heard the news.
Tomorrow has been cancelled so nobody's buying shoes.
The tins are all empty or past their use-by date.
We've got a ticket for the scrap heap but we can't get through the gate.

We've got nothing left to lose. Though you may choose
To persecute and prosecute, it won't change anything.
We've got nothing left to lose. Though you may try
To poke us with your silly lies, it won't change anything.