The Man from the ECB

Your country hasn’t any money,
it’s well and truly broke
You thought you had dollars by the barrel
but they’ve all gone up in smoke
I’ve orders here from Brussels,
this thing can never be
So I’m coming for your life,
your money and your wife
Says the man from the ECB

I’m afraid the blade is slashing left and right,
Cutting here now, trimming there now
I’m slashing day and night, at everything in sight
Confiscating now, amalgamating now
I’ll hack and I’ll saw by order of the law
And I won’t even stop for me tea
And if that doesn’t catch it
I’ll come at it with me hatchet
Says the man from the ECB

Maseratis heavy on the diesel
worry people with a pension plan
I’m plagued with beards in SIPTU,
and concerns for the working man
Everyone always has the paw out,
all I hear is me, me, me,
It’s no wonder that you’re busted
when you look at who you trusted
Says the man from the ECB.

I’m afraid the blade is slashing left and right,
Cutting here now, trimming there now
I’m slashing day and night, at everything in sight
Confiscating now, amalgamating now
I’ll hack and I’ll saw by order of the law
And I won’t even stop for me tea
And if that doesn’t catch it
I’ll come at it with me hatchet
Says the man from the ECB

You’re country’s falling all to pieces,
it’ll never stay afloat
While it’s always jobs for the boys here,
and nobody rocks the boat.
You haven’t much of a chance here
when you’re not from the right fam-i-lee
And you can think of how they failed ya
when you’ve moved out to Australia
Says the man from the ECB.

I’m afraid the blade is slashing left and right,
Cutting here now, trimming there now
I’m slashing day and night, at everything in sight
Confiscating now, amalgamating now
I’ll hack and I’ll saw by order of the law
And I won’t even stop for me tea
And if that doesn’t catch it
I’ll come at it with me hatchet
Says the man from the ECB