Capitalism is spent

Capitalism

The poor’s prison
couldn’t hold us we have no value
binned in the sin bin
the void is massive and not narrow
unless you go to Eaton or Harrow
you will never get to be an MP
and make a change to the system or stats
Life was made for fat cats and bankers
don’t worry I can just about afford the bus you wankers
we live in a free country or are we free but dumb
Is there any real freedom?
in the rat race chase for digital money
if we make a loss, print some more or take out a loan
quantitative easing splurge your money on wanton distractions
Tv,computers, phones, the system works in subtraction
take away all your time so you cannot rebel
Welcome to hell and the shell of system
we are organised enough to make a change?
life is too hard to rearrange?
When we work in our family packs
like dogs or other animals
human beings working for own destruction
the planet is being destroyed by plastic and green house gases
while we too distracted by prosthetic tits and asses
getting them done or seeing them on show
sex opium it’s the new scent
no wonder capitalism is spent.

You are a rockstar in your own mind🎸🎤

You are rockstar in your own mind

The truth however is unkind

playing an ancient air guitar

shining a burnt out old star

how many opportunities lost

how many potential friends never found

you are a run down old car

with worn out old trainers

a wreck who’s pained, yeah

with guilt if he’d but think

of all the hearts he’s broken

he charge down the road to give them all his love

instead of a mere token

his fire not awoken for years

the tears which would stain his pillow

would weep like a weeping willow

old before his time addicted to his history

His story no more than ordinary

but he fakes it till he makes it all the time

but if being rock star in your own mind

is a crime

he’s a death row criminal

but he’s done so little it’s minimal.