~ The National Dance ~
Consume and be consumed; in a national dance of plastic bags.
Grab your paper and head to the high-street.
Flock together and shuffle your feet.
There’s windows to shop and prices to beat!
Sing.
“Fulfilment is but one shop away; one more purchase to make it to the next day!”
And sway.
“Follow the fashion everyday; and do the things that the billboards say!”
Spend and become spent; in a national dance of plastic bags.
Load up your credit cards and forget about the debt.
Sniff off the places where the bargains are kept .
Rave out your frenzy, it’s not closing time yet!
Sing.
“Fulfilment is but one shop away; one more purchase to make it to the next day!”
And sway.
“Follow the fashion everyday; and do the things that the billboards say!”
Dance. Dance. Dance.
Buy. Buy. Buy.
This is your vice; your army, your war
This is your dance; your song and your floor.
Dance. Dance. Dance.
Buy. Buy. Buy.
This is your stage; come sun or cold rain;
This is your movement; to shake out your pain.
Dance. Dance. Dance.
Buy. Buy. Buy.
And this is your tribe; your family of spend
This is your war dance; for every weekend.
Dance. Dance. Dance.
Buy. Buy. Buy.
Consume and be consumed.
Consume and be consumed.
Consume and be consumed.
~ A Voice From The Wild ~ 