Cut down a tree
To build a house
Who cares, not me
From giant chains
I will now buy
Not local shops
Who cares, not I
More motorways
The bus routes stop
Just lot of cars
But I care not
Global warming
Most lands hit
Tidal floods
Give a shit?
You never once just
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Stop and look
It’s your fault that
The planet’s fucked
But I need….
Aren’t you glad of those new expensive shoes Don’t they look great, others are so envious Don’t they make you feel like a better person I’m sure the six year old child who made them in a stiflingly hot and humid Indonesian sweatshop feels proud
Don’t you just need that juicy hamburger Won’t it just get you through the day You dream of the meat sitting lusciously in that sesame bun
Don’t think about the way the cow was herded up a plank and shot in the head, that might make you feel bad.
You’ve just got to have that new top It’s so sexy, alluring. You’ve got the right figure for it.
Men will want you, need you, adore you It’s something similar to what Rhuna is wearing.
Rhuna is a child prostitute. Her mother sold her when she was seven years old. Men want her too.
You have it. It’s your right to have what you want.
After all, you work hard for it. You scrimp and save for the bare necessities.
Why shouldn’t you have nice things After all, it shows you’ve made it in life Doesn’t it?
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