The sign read destitution though a destination was out there
it's just that we haven't found it, and yes, we're edging on despair, but we're on the rollercoaster now and the ****** thing won't stop.

Later, though on the same page, we got off and others got on
our time was done and soon enough like us they'll be gone,

we get no free pass as we strain to look through the smoked glass of another jaw dropping, *** poppin' day, the sign still reads destitution and there's a lot of us heading that way.

I went to see Lord Sainsbury and found him at the bacon counter, the bacon counter's a man that counts slices of bacon to make sure we don't get more than we pay for, anyway Lord Sainsbury's
a cut-out as mute as a mute swan in heat, the system is playing a rigged game, the whole shebangs got me beat.