Comical social satire |
Burberry nappies National pride, patriotic elation Crushed beneath the wheels of a push-chair nation Gridlocks and tailbacks of mobilised tykes They need their own lanes like the buses and bikes A mother at eight, then a gran at sixteen Still 84 years til she hears from the Queen A "glamorous granny" still taking exams Correction...she missed them Was she failed by the system? Nahh just couldn't be arsed and instead of revising She was out window shopping for prams The "dad" wears his hoodies, they're all baby blue He walks like the chimps down at Chessington zoo His mum (28) admits he was always a handful With a vocab as varied as a stone-age neanderthal The kids in the buggies, they sit there and grizzle You'd think they'd be laughing, you'd think they'd be happy They"re shitting in expensive Burberry nappies Stolen of course With an ounce of remorse Cos mum snatched the wrong one, it was meant to be Airmax How did this happen? When did it go wrong No soul on our streets, no grace among the throng No sense of romance, no sense of adventure Just a bag of chips infront of Eastenders No longer a smile or attempt at seduction Just emotionless hellbent reproduction National pride? Patriotic elation? All I feel is revulsion at this push-chair nation. |