Shanty Town

 

Shantytown

 

The poorest village in our land

Is Jaywick by the sea

And every year it’s in the band  

Of least prosperity

 

Hey ho the potholes grow

All the shacks need pulling down

But the bar is low

And there’s no cash-flow

In a seaside shantytown

 

There’s sewage in the kitchen sinks

And rats are everywhere

I wonder what the landlord thinks

Alas he’s never there

A profit he is making

With the minimum expense

Five hundred pounds a month he’s paid

For every shack he rents

 

Hey ho the cold winds blow

There’s no warmth to be found

Cos it’s too much dough

And they’ve got zero

In a seaside shanty town

 

By Daily Mail and Sun despised

Now filmed by Channel five

They’re demonised and stigmatised

And many say they skive

Anxiety and poverty

Regarded with disdain 

Their tragedy’s made comedy

And so they entertain

 

Hey ho the seas of whoa

You can watch the poor folk drown

In the undertow

On a TV show

While you’re warm and safe and sound

Hey ho the MPs crow

And the welfare workers frown

Not a one they know

Ever funds skid-row

In a seaside shanty town