We're all just planned obsolescence,
All r bodies sitting on a fence.
Don't dare spend another cent,
Our GDP relies on all R debt.
We're like a broken TV set,
A resisters gone, I'd hv a bet.
So go think ur TV is a wreck,
N spend a grand on credit debt.
We r all just cogs in their machine,
A Robber Barrons Capitalist dream.
There ain't no good life 2 b seen,
Your just funding politicians dreams.
What happened to the socialist parties?
They swerved 2 the right 4 lobbiest smarties.
Arthur Scargil n his worker armies,
All got beat by SAS horse rodees.
Northern towns all turned dead,
No jobs, dole was 3 million a head.
So people turned 2 drugs n death,
N £ spent, cud hv kept jobs instead.
We need a new peoples party,
No lobbying n £ spent properly.
No endless wars, debt is costly,
Nationalise our shit, R train traks R all rusty.
We're all just planned obsolescence,
The world's breaking the global fence.
N if u think this lifes 4 u, ur pretty dense,
I said my rhyme, that's my 2 cents.
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