To the tune of "It's too late baby" in the style of a sixties protest song for gen X
Love's Labour Lost In Space And In Time
Love's nowhere to be found on the hot city streets
Labour party's having a riot
Lost my will to live while I passed out the sheets
In a minute I'm going to buy it
Space keeps shrinking as the crowds keep pressing
And I'd rather be entering data
In all the crush I look around guessing
Time to fight like a beta
