glo bull’id’jits
wrap’dinplastik
I grew up in the Midwest, US of A,
in a beat-up, never-was town
Still live near the same junction,
reckon I'll stay on there till I expire
My folks used to gussy us up ev'ry
month and drive us to Sioux City
That's 'bout as far as we ever got.
All growed up, I rarely go that far
Do all my buyin’ at Walmart now
and a Goodwill beneath my place
The wife moved on to greener pastures,
as it were. I don't much care
She was squawking as she slammed
the door, "You'll amount to nothin’!"
I never felt highly of her opinions
on most things. She was a real cunt!
It's true…I don't go far, but I know
my actions are changin’ the world
And yeah, I may just be a simple man,
yet I am one of collective billions
I play a wee part in the grand scheme,
but I'm makin’ a tangible impact
I smile because I can pert near feel
the global influence that I'm havin’
Seen adverts for travel to far-flung,
tropical places, like Hawaii ’n Dubai
Movie stars flyin’ from every which-
where to paradise, yachtin’ ’n such
I don't have the means to do like that,
but I do contribute in my own way
Ev'ry time I crack open the kitchen
cupboard to garbage it—I'm grinnin’
Knowing my deeds are furtherin’
the human race to the veritable edge
And I accept that I'll never be able
to afford to travel like others can do
But each time I toss a bag, plastic food
wrap or some ridiculous packagin’
Which I do a fair few times a day,
I'm starvin’ another batch of sea turtles
'Specially the females—bellies
irreversibly gettin’ clogged
with cellophane
We gotta keep churnin’ out the plastics
and trashin’ 'em, until they get it
Turns out that island of rubbish thrice
the size of Texas, ain't yet big enough
Water bottles, ev'ry snack,
frozen foods…mental—
puttin' peppers in plastic
Gonna take a shit-ton more dino-carbon
for the world to grasp its stupidity
But I am making a difference and
I never once had to leave the Midwest
Did you get all that…you silly, fuckin’,
self-righteous, creature-lovin’ cunt?
I got me six beers, freezer
pizza 'n some BBQ chips.
Hells yeah—life is good!
Humans, specially
my ex-wife and sea turtles,
be like straight-up mega-dumb
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