the holy than thou politicians

The natural disasters

Nobody can predict or control

It has to happen when it hits our shores

It isn't about karma

The holy than thou politicians

They should go to the ground and help

They shouldn't speak of the ill of the disasters

It sings of bad taste in their tongues

Maybe these barking souls

They hope to get a lease of life

Suddenly they seem to come out alive

Counting the days they get a chance again

GE14 will be riding by

They want their faces and names notice

They don't want to stay in the background

They will lose the gravy on the wagon train

But it is natural disaster

Let us don't rub wounds to it

These type of holy than thou politicians

It is best they live in their tents