Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Wobbly Times number 4
INDIFFERENT NATURE
They can all go to hell
it doesn't matter to me
The world and all its troubles
it doesn't matter to me
It doesn't matter to them
either
It doesn't matter me
We're all no matter
no matter mate
We're all a mess here
don't you see
We don't give a flying...
about anything more
more than our immediate needs
you see
We're all a bunch of nincompoops
lying by the sea
on briney beaches
more like leeches
than whales are we
whales out in the sea
We're all sucking each other's blood
you see
it doesn't matter to me
The Earth is going belly up
but I'm all right
My MBA will soon be hatched
It doesn't matter to me
With job in hand
I'm realistic
I'll have a couple kids
or maybe even three
You see
the world may be all messed up
but it doesn't matter to me
Climate change is just word
I've got my car and wife and kids
I'll just have a cuppa tea
The leaders who are in charge
have always been in charge
I want to be one of them
but until I do
I'll be myself
cause it doesn't matter to me
Labels:
hegemony,
narrow individualism,
Nature,
poetry,
ruling class ideas,
wage-slavery
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