Trust in news has plummeted to a record low, presumably because the public has finally twigged that we're charging them a tenner a month to report that Dutch children walk occasionally whilst Thames Water drowns in debt and effluent. Prince George is off to Eton to learn how to rule over this septic isle, while Brooklyn Beckham continues his tireless quest to monetise his own irrelevance via food delivery apps. The NHS remains tragically consistent in ignoring warnings about maternity care, and with far-right extremism still festering a decade after Jo Cox's murder, one almost understands why the Prime Minister sounds so relieved that someone is finally being held accountable for something, even if it took an arson attack on his own home to get there.
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🎵 (s)Hit of the Day 🎵
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📜 Lyrics 📜
[Verse 1]
Ten long years have drifted past
Since hatred broke the mould
Her sister stands where shadows fall
A story grimly told
The poison seeps through every crack
It's mainstream now, you see
The river flows regardless
Of our fragile democracy
[Chorus]
And the silt settles slow
In the cool and the dark
The silt settles slow
It's a heavy mark
We're wading through the residue
Knee-deep in the tide
The silt settles slow
Nowhere left to hide
[Verse 2]
The Prime Minister breathes a sigh
Justice has been done
But smoke still lingers on the stair
From where the flames had run
Another trial, another name
A legacy laid bare
While reports collect on dusty shelves
With nobody to care
[Instrumental Break]
[Fender Jazzmaster solo with heavy reverb]
[Verse 3]
Thames Water chokes upon its debt
The rescue deal is dead
The government steps in at last
With water running red
The N.H.S. wrote memos
That nobody would read
While mothers weep in corridors
And warning signs recede
[Chorus]
And the silt settles slow
In the cool and the dark
The silt settles slow
It's a heavy mark
We're wading through the residue
Knee-deep in the tide
The silt settles slow
Nowhere left to hide
[Bridge]
A young prince packs his bags for school
The system safe and sound
While Dutch kids walk in pouring rain
With feet upon the ground
An influencer seeks his privacy
Through adverts in the street
And trust in news has hit the floor
A bitter, cold defeat
[Baritone Saxophone Solo]
[Outro]
The silt settles slow
Yeah, the silt settles slow
Just let it flow
Let it flow
[Spoken] Nice and easy now
The silt settles slow