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