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Yesterday on the stroke of three<br>
I gave my faiith and hope to charity<br>
And betrayed my family tree<br>
To hatchetmen and women who came<br>
From where the streets have hyphened names<br>
Lumberjacks and lumberjanes<br>
The fleapit circus came<br>
With a cast of plastered clowns<br>
And to my crying shame<br>
I let the bastards grind me down<br>

So what will Father Christmas bring<br>
If everyone's gone shoplifting<br>
And do you know the saddest thing of all<br>
Is that there's nothing worth stealing<br>
Anymore <br>

a_nation_of_shoplifters.txt · Last modified: 2019/07/04 02:15 by parry