molecules tell me it's all over for CONSUMERIA,
My atoms add "it has nothing to give"
sitting here in GREED BRITAIN,
Where the ignorance lies thick on the pavements just lemoncheese,
My cellular waves whispered
"What you lose on the swings, you lose on the roundabouts...."
SHAME! on you shortplankheaded louts that WOULD NOT CARE,
Shame! Shame! on your pruneskin racial hatred.
Your poundnotegreen landscape lies cracked and festered,
Scratched by your mad planetary smokewinds.
ADMIT IT NOW, all you televisionsetheads out there,
YOU SAT AND WATCHED IT HAPPEN,
You went on night after night, altering your contrasts whilst
the houses of your mind were burgled.
See all your fallingcities with their bronzemarble moneyshrines,
All their lendingbankpalaces - see you die in your humansewers.
Who tried to kid all you insuranceleechmoneylenders
Your obsenityhearted existence was real?
What GUARANTEE did you have you were sane?
Your pulsating cancercell creaks on through the timefields,
And I sit watching the rain, listening to your back break.