Supermarche

It's Christmas in the supermarket and everything's so cheap
Let's rush down there and get our
share because it might not be for keeps
Nice Indian boys make colourful toys to keep the shelves well stocked
It must be grim to have to be him, but at least he's got a job

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The bankers they get holiday and they find somewhere to go
Some dark nights it just seems right, you got to keep the profile low
The instigators claim that now they've renounced all their crimes
So they're laying back,
and they're taking the flak, but they're just biding their time

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The discontent all pitch their tents in the middle of the square
They began to sing and declaim that things could be a little more fair
The security force was deployed of course to keep the rabble down
They did what they did and got their numbers
hid because they're the biggest gang in town

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Things can only get better all the candidates would say
It didn't take long 'til it all
went wrong and we're where we are today
We slowly slip and lose our grip and my mind is still at war
The master's doing nicely thank you and the poor just kill the poor

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Credits
Writer(s): Stephen John Lake
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