You promise so much
But deliver so little
Make out you care despite the fact
That you're so fickle
Our eyes can see clearly
And our ears can hear
Still, everything you say is all so unclear
Avoiding the questions
With the answers you give
The con goes on and on
How can we believe?
Are you speaking in tongues?
Or just dodging the issues
Or busy stocking up on
Extra three ply tissues
Myopia, myopia
Too blind to see the truth
Myopia, myopia
As history will prove
Myopia, myopia
Where is the real you?
Myopia, myopia
True colours, shining through
Bland and benign
Are the politics you deal
On both sides of the house
Such a slow turning wheel
The passion is lacking
The rhetoric is stale
How can you succeed
Where others always fail?
Can I have a pair
Of your rose tinted glasses?
So life looks much better
For all us lower classes
Why should we suffer
This barrage of deceit?
You only fool yourself
When you can't cope with the heat
Myopia, myopia
Too blind to see the truth
Myopia, myopia
As history will prove
Myopia, myopia
The onus is on you?
Myopia, myopia
True colours shining through
