One tin politician rides away

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.

On Silver Star was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the snow,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and lust after your neighbor,
Go ahead and envy a friend
Do it in the name of efficiency,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the referendum day,
On the bloody morning after
....One tin politician rides away.

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold to load the Till.

Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our neighbours we will share
All the resources of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."

Go ahead and lust after your neighbor
Go ahead and envy a friend.
Do it in the name of efficiency,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the referendum day,
On the bloody morning after
....One tin politician rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger,
"Get the Lawyers! Draw the writ!"
And they assimilated the mountain-people,
The Kingdom to be ruled as they saw fit.

Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it
..."Peace in the Valley" was all it said.

Go ahead and lust after your neighbor,
Go ahead and envy a friend.
Do it in the name of efficiency,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the referendum day,
On the bloody morning after
....One tin politician rides away.

A PARODY OF A GREAT LEARNING SONG by Lambert-Potter One Tin Soldier
Originally posted Jul 19/06