[Originally by Citizen Fish]
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In the shops and supermarket chains
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The check outs play that song again
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The notes ring in, ring out the change
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Laughing all the way
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To the stock exchange
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The music keeps us happy as we choose
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The products that we can't afford to use
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The tokens on the packets the percentages that drop
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And the ringing and the singing from the ceiling never stops
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"Buy the product and be free!
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Live a life of luxury!"
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And it says so on tv
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Every quarter of an hour
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Consuming all the facts
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Makes you feel you can relax
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Comes neatly wrapped in packs
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With ingredients on the back
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So when you're sick
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From plastic snacks
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You'll know precisely why
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While you uphold the megastores
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By/buy paying for what you cannot afford
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The man who runs the shop next door
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Remembers how it was before
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When personality meant something
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And customers would laugh with him
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They'd smile or nod as they came in
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And adverts didn't mean a thing!
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But now the supermarket chains
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Are around your neck and purse
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The sell the products to the strain
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Of some long-forgotten dirge
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Just loud enough to wash away
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The headaches from outside
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Another shopping paradise
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Where god is on your side
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They channel mediocrity
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As life's essential quality
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You're buying two to get one free
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It's something that you'll never need
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But green and curiosity makes you consume
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And lets them feed
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Supermarket Song
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Leftover Crack |