Poundshop Kardashians

I drink and watch the zoo in motion

Beautiful people devoid of emotion

Sterilized, pedicured, pedigrees and mankind

Thick as fuck and soulless

And no longer fear genocide

It's gonna end from what I reckon

As I puke my guts up all over the decking

'Cause the square reeks of plastic action man

And Poundshop Kardashians

How am I supposed to change it?

If I can't see the wood for the trees?

How am I supposed to change it?

If I can't see the wood for the trees?

There's an orange faced baby at the wheel of the ship

Doing donuts in the carpark

We watch as it all falls apart

We idolize idiots

Masturbate to their sex tapes

We love them we hate them

We want to see them fall from grace

We laugh at them disheveled

On the front page of The Mail

Then grab ourselves a pitchfork and go in for the kill

Together light vigils

Eulogize them on the Internet when they top themselves

When they couldn't take it no more

How am I supposed to change it?

If I can't see the wood for the trees?

How am I supposed to change it?

If I can't see the wood for the trees?

And how are we supposed to change it?

When we can't see the wood for the trees

When we can't see the wood for the trees

If we can't see the wood for the trees