The times, they are unchanging

Come gather past Steerers wherever you roam
And admit that the archives around you have grown
And accept that as always the officers groan
If your time to you is worth saving
Move through the agenda however they moan
For the times, they are unchanging

Come writers of minutes who record with your pens
If you wait long enough, it'll all come again
And don't speak at all, cos the bastards still win
And don't argue the rulings we're making
For the loser now ain't gonna win
And the times, they are unchanging

Come presidents, treasurers, please heed the vote
Don't speak to the papers, don't give them a quote
For he that gets hurt will be he who has spoke
The battle in Council raging
Will soon shake your college as you fail to note
That the times, they are unchanging

Come senior reps, juniors that they have to hand
And don't criticise what you can't understand
The budgets you see are beyond your command
This meeting is rapidly aging
Please keep your mouth shut if you can't lend a hand
For the times they are unchanging

The ruling is made, the motion is passed
Procedural motions, they never go fast
The present now is the same as the past
The order we have to keep making
The first one now, on transfers is last
For the times they are unchanging

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