Antenna

Antenna

Monday 15 August 2011

VICTIM

You stare at the box
You are glued to the screen
As your Internet phone
Burns a hole in your jeans
You’ve got no time to lose
As you burn up the road
You are on a short fuse
You’re about to explode

Your parents don’t care
That you’re out on the street
They curse and they swear
When you get under their feet
So you run with the mob
You riot and you loot
You steal and you rob
Then you put in the boot

But you’re not bad
You’re just getting your own back
You’re a victim
What did they do to you?
You’re a victim
What did they put you through?
You’re a victim

You unleash pandemonium
You are heaped with opprobrium
You have no sense of propriety
You have no place in society

So you self-medicate
To escape from your plight
And the stuff that you take
Gets you high as a kite
You’re untamed and you’re wild
You’re condemned and reviled
You’ve got nothing to lose
And everything to gain

But you’re not to blame
It’s something you can’t explain
You’re a victim
What did they do to you?
You’re a victim
What did they put you through?
You’re a victim
What else can you do?
You’re a victim
They’ve taken everything from you

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