Kinks - Yours Sincerely, Confuse N10 lyrics

Dear Sir or Madam I dont 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 b**bs, bums, dot com millionaires, Fame, fashion, ftse shares. But people people, they couldnt care less. While parliamentery yobbos Shout abuse around the house, Do-Gooders and reformers Lead our nation to defeat, While murderers and terrorists Get compa**ionate release. 'You're out now', You're back on the street. Yeah, back on the street. Thats 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 sceptered isle, Set in a silver sea Has turned into a laughing stock Divided without harmony. Thats why I remain Yours truly Confused, N10. The burglars have ransacked All the houses in the street, Whilst mercs and porsches douuble-park With sheer impunity. When towed away the ponces plead To all and sundry Referee! What about me? So forgive my lack of confidence And total low-esteem, But the dog eat dog society Has deemed us all has-beens. And smiling ______ skinned (?) doctors Slyly lead us down the track To a stab in the back. Im much too terrified to go out at night But the televisions boring. They're vandalising all the cars on the street But I wont lay down and take defeat. ba-ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-ba ba ba Thats why I remain Yours truly Confused, N10.