Innit

I wrote this little poem ( poem?) inspired by the riots we had in London recently. The one where the kids went on the rampage supposedly against police action but really because they needed a new plasma. It's true there are few jobs out there for these kids and they have little money but that's no excuse for what happened. They killed people, for christs sake. In England! And I wish I was so broke I could afford to organise this thing with a Blackberry. Perhaps they were from a previous riot.
They have no one to look up to in authority. The news media is under scrutiny right now, and the man at the head of the most obnoxious news organisation returns to the U S A while the guy who throws a plate of foam at him is banged up, more for the embarrassment he caused the security service than anything I reckon.
The police are also tangled up in this phone hacking disgrace, and not just PC Plod. It goes right to the very top, with Supercops resigning faster than a speeding summons.
The financial sector remains unrepentant at the mess they've got us all in, handing out bonuses like sweets, while refusing to lend anyone any of the taxpayers money.
Teaches go on strike, putting kids education at risk. Tell me the difference between truant and on strike.
Our MPs think their expenses should cover everything from moats for their duck pond to the rental of their Westminster house, even if they own it themselves. Everyone seems to be on the fiddle. Very few pay the full price. I wonder if a young rioter who walked into a police station and handed back the 52in TV he stole the previous night, saying he didn't know he was breaking the law, would be alowed to go. That's what almost all our MPs did.

I miss my England.

Innit

Got me some new gear today
Innit.
Just walked in and took it away.
Innit,
But we go on these rampages
Cos we ain't got no wages
And me don't live round here anyway,
Innit.
.
All the MPs on the rob,
Innit,
But I ain't got no job,
Innit,
Can't claim me no expenses,
For trips to Marks and Spencers,
So I go and do my shopping with the mob.
Innit.
.
Find us some injustice on the news
Innit,
Then go out and stock up on some booze,
Innit,
Don't matter we don't know
Who the guy was took the blow,
If the coppers hit him, we got our excuse,
Innit.

Trainers, iPad, bit 'o bling
Innit
The bangingest CDs, everything,
Innit,
The living's eighteen carat,
When you out on a riot
And then it's on to EBay, kerching.
Innit.

But it's not just for the money that we're in it,
Innit,
It's a class war, and we going to begin it,
Innit
We're burning cars and looting shops,
And chucking house bricks at the cops,
To show them bastards they ain't going to win it,
Innit.

We gotta get rid of them bankers
Innit
It's cos of that bunch of wankers
Innit
We got nuthin' to do
'cept go on the screw ,
But nobody's going to shank us.
Innit

So we smash up the town,
Innit
Watch it all going down,
Innit.
and we pose and we preen
For the closed circuit screen
Never dreaming that they'd track us down.
Innit.

Got my picture on the news tonight,
Innit,
Blaming me for the whole bloody riot,
Innit,
And now I'm on that flickr,
Man, I'm famous, looking slicker
than the winner of a gunfight,
innit.

They say they gonna come round to my crib.
Innit
Gonna lock me in the local Al Gharib,
Innit
They got the number of my flat
How the hell did they do that?
Man I sometimes hate that bloody web.
Innit

Now there's coppers coming up the path
Innit,
Dogs and guns, they're having a laugh,
Innit?
An invasion of my human rights,
(I'm very up on all my rights)
Thought these buggers were supposed to be understaffed.
Innit

Cameron says violence must cease
Innit,
We all gotta live in, like, peace
Innit,
Then hosts an Arms Fair
For the tyrants out there
To tool up their secret police.
Innit

Don't think I'll ever be a mates
Innit
With this bunch of magistrates
Innit,t
Don't think I went to school
With that senile old fool
So the outlooks not looking too great,
Innit.

They took all my gear,
dammit,
Didn't have time to bin it.
Innit
I think this is it
See that pile of shit?
Gotta feeling that I'm really
Innit.