Second Hand
Rhubarb!
Into silence, Mr Gregory PowderHello all, hello to you allOh the sky is for plastic peopleGathered in a little TV drugHe's among the TV throngAbout the things they don't understandSee the things they all risk dementia!They talk about the animal peopleWho still live with sin have to climb the steepleHalf the nation starts to walkThe other half is out to stalkRunning people, half the nation!I get a funny feeling, it startsWhile little kids are heads of the country, all upon TVBecause it surrounds the whole damn nationIn jigsaw pieces that just don't fitDon't fit, lazing around the nation!
From Letras Mania