Big cars and bullshit…

Discount jeans and money off tooth paste
Food for tomorrow and nuclear waste.
A drink or a few for all that ails you
Glossing over the fact that your government fails you.


Money frittered away by crazy comities
While fools in suits drive gas guzzlers in cities.
No thoughts but there own, just selfish distain
The worlds on the slide, yet they still feel no shame.


Morals like fashion, they come and they go
For guests the best china is always on show.
That’s how it is, superficial and fake
Those cheep sons of money seldom give, always take.


But if money’s your god and possessions define you
You have no defence from the ones who malign you.
All that you own is your own ball and chain
Should you lose it all, maybe then you’ll feel shame.