The gremlins are back
And they’re kicking up trouble
Destroying the systems
We need to survive
Too small to stay solvent
When things start to crumble
It’s all on my shoulders
The fate of the tribe
I watch as the ringleader’s
Scurrying forward
To see where the holes
In defences may lie
Such old infrastructure
And lack of investment
It’s hardly surprising
We’re going to die
Ah yes! we’re all going to die,
and the infrastructure is old…
so why invest??
Ah, pessimism…