The Kinks Lyrics

Dear sir or madame, I don't normally write to the press But the neighbourhood where I grew up is really quite depressed. Society is crumbling but the media's obsessed with boobs, bums, Dot com, millionaires, fame, fashion, footsie shares But people they couldn't care less. While parliamentary yobbos shout abuse around the house Do-gooders and reformers lead our nation to defeat. While murderers and terrorists get compassionate release You're out now. You're back on the street yeh, back on the street. That's why I remain yours truly, confused N10. I close my eyes and lay back and I think of England. I dream about that green and pleasant land we knew as England. That throne of kings, that sceptred isle set in a silver sea Has turned into a laughing stock divided without harmony. That's why I remain yours truly, confused N10 The burglars have ransacked all the houses in the street While Mercs and Posches double park with sheer impunity. Wh