 If every child chased dreams of
societal reorganisation
In place of sweet wrappers and escape
Then we would see Mr Cadbury's
enlightened industrialism
for what it really, fucking is
social morphene: we'd have ourselves a pre-school army!
Walt Disney, is pushing social and sexual hierachy
My bed time stories a GMTV gomulka
Slumbering, in my Jimmy Jammies!
My wonderous imagination, long since closed and put away
Willy Wonka was a capitalist, confidence, trickster
A poster boy for neo-liberalism
A full stop on revolt.
See the BFG a propagandist for an unnacountable regeme
Orwells vision, with a wrinkled face
hold out the arm and quiet the voice
My first McDonlads visit, a vacination
The time my parents took me to the school/clinic
Handed me over, to the teahcer/nurse/whatever
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice x3
I too
got sucked in by the myth machine
unatainable
but I just wish we weren't so fuckin mindless
little more suspision in our fairy tales please!
drowned in
recurring nightmare of casual influence
but I just wish weren't so fuckin mindless
Mum and Dad, Mum I'm sorry I won't do what Enid Blyton tells me
Our jealousy, at their opportunity
the once weak will one day rule this world
because the monsters underneath the bed,
are merely jaded feelings.
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