The recycling meant that we saw the same old faces wearing different hats and disguises. It was like a jolly party, high spirits and lots of clowns. When they set off their party poppers, you knew the country would come a cropper. They changed seats like in a game of musical chairs, but when the music stopped, the country's coffers were bare. It was a New Labour party alright, but the public got no invite. But now we're fortunate to have the Coalition, they''ll pull us from the jaws of progressive perdition.