Sick of it I am
A million millionaires made from it
And a few thousand billionaires too
Come to think of it
Stuff from China real or counterfeit.
A ubiquitous flow by sea and air
Of positively the cheapest and worst imaginable shit
From household goods, cushions and soft furnishings
Pillow covers, covers for the pillow covers, lampshades and shoes
Sofa's and rugs, consumer electrics in quantities vast and unseen
Shit and more shit
Picturesquely obscene, art nouveau, fake as be damned
Container ships floor to ceiling crammed
With plastics and toys and a CE mark
Certified shit by a European bright spark
Keep it flowing and more, drip feed
For an insatiable consumer hunger satiates infinite thirst
Drip feed a horrific gorey historical time
That reflection will ask why
Why the need and why the thirst
For the most putrid diabolical shit that gets used and discarded
When we've had enough of it.
So cheap and tacky it cannot even be restored
Lining the pockets of Chinese sweat factories
and freight companies and shipping conglomerates
and Amazon and Alibaba and Ebay and Alphabet and Dell and Intel
All the way to a hellish consumptive society that refuses to stop
Cannot reuse only abuse this ruse of a never ending
Pac-man. Shit and more shit, with nails and screws and an elctrical fuse
And on and on and on fill your boots your pockets your house your car
Fill your shed your attic your bin and the other bin your neighbours bin
Maybe thats too far. Throw the shit away, over a ditch, keep a look out
For some noisey snitch.
Fidgetty gibbert thow it over the fence, just made in China
For 50 ppence. She buy it and lick it and show it off
Then be sick of it and kick it after shes done.
Did you out that together my darling honey.
A million millionaires made from it
And a few thousand billionaires too
Come to think of it
Stuff from China real or counterfeit.
A ubiquitous flow by sea and air
Of positively the cheapest and worst imaginable shit
From household goods, cushions and soft furnishings
Pillow covers, covers for the pillow covers, lampshades and shoes
Sofa's and rugs, consumer electrics in quantities vast and unseen
Shit and more shit
Picturesquely obscene, art nouveau, fake as be damned
Container ships floor to ceiling crammed
With plastics and toys and a CE mark
Certified shit by a European bright spark
Keep it flowing and more, drip feed
For an insatiable consumer hunger satiates infinite thirst
Drip feed a horrific gorey historical time
That reflection will ask why
Why the need and why the thirst
For the most putrid diabolical shit that gets used and discarded
When we've had enough of it.
So cheap and tacky it cannot even be restored
Lining the pockets of Chinese sweat factories
and freight companies and shipping conglomerates
and Amazon and Alibaba and Ebay and Alphabet and Dell and Intel
All the way to a hellish consumptive society that refuses to stop
Cannot reuse only abuse this ruse of a never ending
Pac-man. Shit and more shit, with nails and screws and an elctrical fuse
And on and on and on fill your boots your pockets your house your car
Fill your shed your attic your bin and the other bin your neighbours bin
Maybe thats too far. Throw the shit away, over a ditch, keep a look out
For some noisey snitch.
Fidgetty gibbert thow it over the fence, just made in China
For 50 ppence. She buy it and lick it and show it off
Then be sick of it and kick it after shes done.
Did you out that together my darling honey.