False Friend

False Friend. Your bull smeared on crystal glass Comes out of your mouth, out of your ass Your high society, hold your pinky high You found the gutter, reaching for the sky Condescending, patronising, business failure Buy a jacket from a top-hole tailor. You can’t buy class it’s all pretence. Doing things that are complete nonsense. Making plans, planned never to keep. Used to control, the peasant sheep. Paying bills gives the illusion of power Explaining a clock in an ivory tower. Imposing your will, expanding control Speaking words, using a sociopathic drawl You don’t fool me, I shake my head. I never listened to a word that you said. The perfect pair, how clever you are? And yet you still bought an electric car? Building a house staying off the grid Justifying the cost who’re you trying to kid? David Cox 23/03/24