Paint It Black

I see expenses and I want them painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see homes walk by flipped in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of MPs, they're all painted black
With moats and islands never to come back
I see committees turn and quickly look away
Like an old Speaker it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my Telegraph and it's been painted black
Maybe they'll fade away, refuse to face the facts
Its not easy facing up when your whole world is black
Etc

With apologies to the Rolling Stones