EMA

Tories cut our EMA Thirty quid a week away Half the class just disappeared Can’t afford the bus, as I feared

Used to be twenty in our year Now it’s ten who can appear Half are stacking shelves at Asda Rest are gone, working harder

Cameron says we waste his money From his mansion, isn’t that funny Went to Eton, silver spoon fed While we’re choosing work over being fed

Walking two hours every day Stomach growling all the way Rich cunts took our thirty quid Killed our futures, that’s what they did

They’re not thick, they’re just poor Can’t afford college anymore Tories hate us working class Always have, can kiss my arse

Ten of us are left behind Trying to learn with fucked up minds Thirty pounds kept us in school But helping the poor ain’t Tory rule