VERSE
C Am F C
There’s panic in the papers, cries of surprise
As another bank just got nationalised
The market’s chaos, is itself the proof
Long lost pigeons are sitting on the roof
G
CHORUS
G C Am
I hope it is the end of the farce
G
That party was never going to last
Hope it is the end of the farce
And we take the chance to transform
Hope it is the end of the farce
And economic reform
VERSE
They’re talking up turmoil and social unrest
As the free market fails yet another test
They’re preying on each other, all down the line
It could be the biggest thing since 1929
CHORUS
I hope it is the end of the farce
That party was never going to last
Hope it is the end of the farce
And we put back in the controls
Hope it is the end of the farce
And the inmates don’t run the asylum - anymore
Never no more
MIDDLE
Cm Am F G (Whistling)
VERSE
They say a depression, might raise the right
When it was the dark shirts that ushered in the night
We’re faced with two roads, but many more signs
And to take neither is a greater crime
Return the regulation and end the careers
Of glorified gamblers with derivative ideas
They got force-fed fallacy, that greed is good
Got given the attention that a good boy never should
CHORUS
I hope it is the end of the farce
That party was never going to last
Hope it is the end of the farce
The model goes back on the shelf
Hope it is the end of the farce
We can redistribute some wealth
I hope it is the end
I hope it is the end
I hope it is the end
C Am F C
There’s panic in the papers, cries of surprise
As another bank just got nationalised
The market’s chaos, is itself the proof
Long lost pigeons are sitting on the roof
G
CHORUS
G C Am
I hope it is the end of the farce
G
That party was never going to last
Hope it is the end of the farce
And we take the chance to transform
Hope it is the end of the farce
And economic reform
VERSE
They’re talking up turmoil and social unrest
As the free market fails yet another test
They’re preying on each other, all down the line
It could be the biggest thing since 1929
CHORUS
I hope it is the end of the farce
That party was never going to last
Hope it is the end of the farce
And we put back in the controls
Hope it is the end of the farce
And the inmates don’t run the asylum - anymore
Never no more
MIDDLE
Cm Am F G (Whistling)
VERSE
They say a depression, might raise the right
When it was the dark shirts that ushered in the night
We’re faced with two roads, but many more signs
And to take neither is a greater crime
Return the regulation and end the careers
Of glorified gamblers with derivative ideas
They got force-fed fallacy, that greed is good
Got given the attention that a good boy never should
CHORUS
I hope it is the end of the farce
That party was never going to last
Hope it is the end of the farce
The model goes back on the shelf
Hope it is the end of the farce
We can redistribute some wealth
I hope it is the end
I hope it is the end
I hope it is the end