Now I know wha-a Big Society is really,
it’s like a ewge ole in-a stomachs
of my small famlee.
My two kids, Jade an Shania,
I carn afford t feed em no more,
school olidays ‘re worse ‘an ever.
I tried f’r jobs, got big ideas,
but arf a time don’ even yer :
slike droppin paper down a disewsed pit.
My mam as t work, my dad’s on sick ;
las thing I want is charitee,
but the Food Bank ave saved me.
'Mam, I’m starvin! Wha’s f’ tea?’
Beans, beans an more beans ;
all yew yer on telly’s ‘bout obesity.
Shania an Jade are dead scrawny,
there’s a big ole in theyer lives,
theyr crawlin, not runnin, on em’tee.