Unemployment blues: a journey in song …

Songs for the unemployed as unemployment reaches a 17 year high in the UK.

Twenty-five year, He’s worked at the paper, A man’s here to take him downstairs:

DC’s bailing out the bankers as the farmers auction ground:

I’ll do anything to send these blues away, Unemployment is something I can’t use:

There is no way that I can see that I can feed my family:

I couldn’t find a good job anywhere, looking here, looking there, looking almost everywhere:

My arms enfold the dole queue, malnutrition dulls my hair:

If you know of any more about the UK – or about women – let me know.

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