I have a gift for you my love,
I’ve wrapped it in ribbons of clouds.
I’ve boxed it in earth
And wood,
And rock,
And to take it would make me proud.
It’s really quite neat,
It comes with a treat,
There’s plenty to do and see.
There’s mountains to climb,
And rivers to swim,
And animals come a-plenty.
What’s that we’ve got here?
Back here? No, there;
A ****** let loose again.
He’ll **** some more,
One, two, three, four,
As he feeds from innocent pain.
Don’t focus on him,
It’s not that often.
Most of them are quite nice.
They’ll look after their pets
And pay for the vets
And make sure they’re clean of lice.
What’s that you say?
They call that money
And it makes the world go round.
They’ll lie, cheat, and ****
With a malevolent will
To bury it in the ground.
Maybe not that,
Then how about this?
They pray to God above.
They made a religion
From bits of tradition
And an inalienable need for love.
I thought you’d like that,
It’s right up your street.
Communities bonding together.
Well at least for a hour
Before that all goes sour,
And God is blamed for the weather.
Oh I know what you’re saying,
That’s music they’re playing.
It’s supposed to set them free.
But what they don’t know
Or won’t care to show,
Is it’s another monetary plea.
What have we got now?
Let’s shake it about.
Oh look, a war for free.
There’s millions dying
And politicians are lying
If you look a little closely.
Now don’t be like that,
It’s not all that bad.
There’s ingenuity.
Now see how they fight,
It’s for oil at night,
Electricity doesn’t come free.
What? You don’t want my gift?
Is there something wrong with it?
I’ll chuck in pollution as well.
Well, if it’s not for your taste,
And you think it’s a waste,
I’ll re-market and label it Hell.
