Another poem I posted as a note on Facebook which is hard to find now. Title track to the first Chilly Dogz CD and just as valid now as it was two years ago. I just love the languid way the guitar makes this track sound, Marc was on very good form by the time we got round to recording this track.
http://thechillydogz.bandcamp.com/track/boomtime-in-dystopia
BOOM-TIME IN DYSTOPIA
The ship of state lies crashed upon the rocks
The rich and the famous are checking their locks
One hundred starlings fall from the sky
Some precious darlings say “We’re all gonna die!”
The world is getting dopier
We’ve emptied cornucopia
We never reached Utopia
And it’s Boom-time in dystopia!
Whilst we lie sleeping in our beds
Drones are flying above our heads
The CCTV is watching me and you
None of us are quite sure what to do
No-one stops to think about the honey bee
Only the cult of celebrity
Airheads all scream, and shout “Hooray!”
“Jordan’s got a new pair of tits today!”
We lie around drinking pomegranate smoothies
Watching brand new counterfeited movies
Nobody pays for their music anymore
Nobody believes that they’re breaking the law
And what does it matter any fucking way
There aren’t enough cops to nick everyone today
And now the Assembly’s gone extra craven
They’re gonna pour boiling water into Milford Haven
The world is getting dopier
We’ve emptied cornucopia
We never reached Utopia
And it’s Boom-time in Dystopia!
Copyright: Harry Rogers, 11th March 2010
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