Saturday, 3 October 2015

dress like refugee


I hate you hippy fucker,
Dont like that food youre cooking,
Cant stand yr reggae music, or that thing u call dub, it s shit
Youre in your van at shambala
Loaded on your ketamine
Yr veg box is organic, so that s ok go smoke your weed.

I hate you your Day-Glo/hippy/dreadlful hair do, must we walk the same streets, you hippy fool

You've got a lot of money, but you dress like refugee, well you can shove your yoga up your arse and your reiki,
cos 1990 s over, rave has died and ecstasy is really weak and gouchy, like yr front room on Sunday,


The spanish love it here, women s lib at the canteen, you had a pop at Tesco, then charge me £4 fr my coffee. Who da  thought that counter culture meant dressing so shabbily
You voted Green where did it get ya? You almost made me vote Tory.

No comments:

Post a Comment