‘Beta Supermarket'

April, 2005…
Everything's running smoothly, everything is fine
But still, something, somewhere could be slightly improved
Things should be moving faster
Shit should be a whole lot edgier and harder
To give you the adrenaline fix you're after
To shoot your competitive load
‘Cause that's what makes you go
Oh!

There's blood on the telephone!

Christmas, 2009…
And what have we learned about life?
You shouldn't feel bad – you're safe in the knowledge that you applied
very method you knew
To cling to your job in the local beta supermarket
And at least you have a carpet
To soak up the bitter tears
That mingle with the ancient smears
Of your competitive load
In the humble environs of your sink estate home
Oh!

There's blood on the telephone!

 

© M.A.Tovey 2009