Door for the rich bloke –
Grand, at the front;
Door down a side lane
For the poor c**t ...
Just one percent of people
Own half of global wealth.
They keep their fortunes tucked away
With tax-evading stealth ...
You want that brand new gadget
And you crave the latest gear,
Despite the fact it’s over-priced
And ‘out’ within a year ...
Peekaboo! They’re watching you.
The streets have eyes, the walls have ears.
They track and log your every move.
They own your hopes, they craft your fears ...