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• Artiste: King Prawn
• Titre: Boxed & Packaged
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I'm looking with disgust Some of them you can't trust They wanna be like Jesus And hang upon a cross They offer mediocrity From which I can find no sanctuary Untouchable beings Communicating media trickery All day long On my radio I hear that song Playing like a marathon Just one more time So I can really dig it In six months time Who the fucking hell made it They're dreaming of a scheme And a dance routine Instigating a plan Like a PR scam Collecting acollades From other phonies and fakes Beam me up scotty Before it is too late So I got what I got Now I'm bored out of my nut They almost made my mind Into a dry roasted Monkey for brains They're making me insane Like grouse in a field They're treating me like game Hail to the wonder New fodder for a crass media Bullshit on the pages Of every newspaper Boxed and packaged Like an oven ready meal I'm the donkey chasing the carrot To turn that wheel of fortune A tune force fed With a wooden spoon I'm hoping to get an autographed Picture real soon They're chimps for their pimps And they're putting my head in a vice I don't need to take a trip Down to sour price To understand the meanings Of under the counter dealings Shit rising high busting up thro' The ceiling I don't wanna make new friends On the telephone I just wanna fuck the person Holding the microphone Intended desire Was what they really meant I should have known that Before my money was spent Just like a puppet Fist fucked in ya butt You claim you're dope Like an uncut drug I really dig you clothes And you're remixed versions You're nothing but a pro To the butt-fucking system