I Don’t Want
I don’t want to trouble you
But your BMW
Is parked on my toe
My baby’s got me all wrapped up
In chain stores
Like there’s no place else to go
I hope you know that you’ve got to carry round all that stuff
Shrink wrapped lifestyle sausages
And a concrete powder puff
That’s why I’m walking away
Before they make me pay
For someone else’s junk
And for not liking their display
On our backs
And in our belly
To our head
Straight from our telly
Lancashire hotpot flavoured edible undies
All you can eat for under a fiver
You name it and they’ll frame it
You want it and they’ll claim it
We have access to excess
Thy thingdom has come
But buying now and paying later
Is a snake eating its own tail
words and image
by Jasper Morley
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