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Today is tomorrow ( repeat)

Sold my world on e-bay  
Forty five euro    
And a packet of crisps    
All washed down      
With a gallon of fermented piss      
     
Manipulation      
Capitulation      
All the fuckng same    
Comply they scream    
This ain' t no middle class dream    
No wishes filled around here    
     
Concrete hard    
Bad teeth and black fingernails    
Clawing scratching    
Fighting against inevitable truth    
Destined for tower blocks    
Swilling cheap lager and Mac shitty fries    
     
Taste the fury      
We get a can of coke and a Mars bar on Friday    
Guess it makes alright      
Bastards    
Treating grown men    
Like we have infant minds    
They never dare to look us in the eye    
     
Think I' ll join the communist party    
Just to piss off those slick back go-getters    
Brown tongue head nodders    
 
And upon the streets of diminishing hope    
You see tired women clutching bags    
Counting dollars in their mind    
Hungry men with jawline tight    
With Vigilant  eyes    
Caress empty pockets    
Wait for a opportunity to strike    
   
And me on this bus    
All victims of modernity    
With my heavy eyes and sandpaper palms    
And headfull of some obscure story    
I read years before    
   
Repeat ab-infinitum    
 
Written by staggerlee (Paul Martin)
Published | Edited 17th Jan 2022
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