Bury Trident

• Words & Music: Leon Rosselson
• Arranged by: Red Leicester Choir

 Cho­rus
Tri­dent, tri­dent, Mon­ey down the drain,
It can kill all liv­ing crea­tures and then kill them all again
It’s time we got togeth­er and it’s time we made a fuss
So that we can bury tri­dent, before it buries us.

1. Who’re you try­ing to tar­get, who’re you try­ing to kill?
   Who are you deter­ring? Tell us if you will
   Does it make you feel like Tarzan? Do you get a man­ly thrill?
   While we poor bloody suck­ers, are pick­ing up the bill.
2. Cameron’s our leader, a fel­low you can trust
   He’s got his fin­ger on the but­ton and he’ll press it if he must
   Then the ene­my will do the same, and we’ll all have to adjust
   To being tiny par­ti­cles of patri­ot­ic dust 
3. We’re against pro­lif­er­a­tion. Every­thing you do
   Is an open invi­ta­tion, to join the nuclear queue
   There’s Israel and India and Pak­istan too
   Soon every­one will want to have as big a bomb as you.
4. But New Labour bombs humane­ly, so that makes things OK
   There’s com­pas­sion for the elder­ly, ‘œPoor old Pinochet‘
   Our schools are all above aver­age, the ‘old boy’ network’s new
   And the NHS is fit, so long as no-one has the flu!

Cho­rus x2