Thatcher’s Britain had created a divided society. Her determination to crush the unions and set up an establishment paradise where the rich could prosper had resulted in a generation of disaffected youth.
The kids had no future so they vented their rage on the establishment. The fury and bitterness was ably expressed in the Sex Pistol’s song – God Save the Queen. The establishment considered them yobs but the lyrics displayed an intelligence and cleverness that showed they knew what they were doing. The whole mad charade of the Queen’s jubilee was a money making tourist gimmick. Royalty had become part of the tourist trap, that’s all!
It was all about making money for the wealthy.
The kids were being sacrificed while the establishment prospered. Their response was to be an anarchic irritant. They had nothing to lose.
The lyrics amply summed it up. Thatcher had created Punk!
“God Save The Queen”
God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
Potential H-bomb
God save the queen
She ain’t no human being
There is no future
In England’s dreaming
Don’t be told what you want
Don’t be told what you need
There’s no future, no future,
No future for you
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
God save the queen
‘Cause tourists are money
And our figurehead
Is not what she seems
Oh God save history
God save your mad parade
Oh Lord God have mercy
All crimes are paid
When there’s no future
How can there be sin
We’re the flowers in the dustbin
We’re the poison in your human machine
We’re the future, your future
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
God save the queen
We mean it man
And there is no future
In England’s dreaming
No future, no future,
No future for you
No future, no future,
No future for me
No future, no future,
No future for you
No future, no future
For you