Tramp the dirt down – lyrics about the duplicity of Margaret Thatcher.

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This is the best track Elvis recorded. Vitriolic poetry to the most beautiful melody and music – a killer. The juxtaposition is brilliant.

As Thatcher stood in the steps of Downing Street giving her inaugural address in which she quoted all those words of bringing harmony and hope while clutching the Ridley report in her claw and planning vengeance a grief.

The duplicity of Thatcher and the Tories was summed up in this song. It made me sick to hear the eulogies when she died. She was vile and brought despair and hopelessness to millions. She divided the country. Sold everything to wealthy millionaires living abroad. Gave Murdock the power, Gave to the rich, slashed public services and deliberately robbed the poor. The hopelessness of young students who saw no future for themselves was horrible to witness.

I despised her as much as Elvis did.

Tramp The Dirt Down Lyrics

I saw a newspaper picture from the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child, who was obviously in pain
She spills with compassion, as that young child’s
Face in her hands she grips
Can you imagine all that greed and avarice
Coming down on that child’s lips

Well I hope I don’t die too soon
I pray the lord my soul to save
Oh I’ll be a good boy, I’m trying so hard to behave
Because there’s one thing I know, I’d like to live
Long enough to savor
That’s when they finally put you in the ground
I’ll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down

When England was the whore of the world
Margaret was her madam
And the future looked as bright and as clear as
The black tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps well at night, isn’t
Haunted by every tiny detail
‘Cos when she held that lovely face in her hands
All she thought of was betrayal

And now the cynical ones say that it all ends the same in the long run
Try telling that to the desperate father who just squeezed the life from his only son
And how it’s only voices in your head and dreams you never dreamt
Try telling him the subtle difference between justice and contempt
Try telling me she isn’t angry with this pitiful discontent
When they flaunt it in your face as you line up for punishment
And then expect you to say thank you straighten up, look proud and pleased
Because you’ve only got the symptoms, you haven’t got the whole disease
Just like a schoolboy, whose head’s like a tin-can
Filled up with dreams then poured down the drain
Try telling that to the boys on both sides, being blown to bits or beaten and maimed
Who takes all the glory and none of the shame

Well I hope you live long now, I pray the lord your soul to keep
I think I’ll be going before we fold our arms and start to weep
I never thought for a moment that human life could be so cheap
‘Cos when they finally put you in the ground
They’ll stand there laughing and tramp the dirt down