Fifteen Minutes of Fame

Coping with dragons, living with worms
Introducing the new experience absurd
Complete with wrongthink, butchering words
Laid-off youth with laid-on worth
Hang about, he's got some nerve
Start-up pervert cracking larks
Binbag beatniks down every path
Drainpipes leak down children's brains
Huffing their fifteen minutes of fame

Gucci socialist, pre-prepped trophy list
Soldier's wage, I get most of it
Football stars, big guitars
Kid's thirteen, smoking grass
Relevant scars, tenement bars
Irish goodbyes, you're having a laugh
The kid'll go far, or so they say
Huffing their fifteen minutes of fame

Cops and robbers quell their fights
Burnt out bars kill their lights
Mothers sob at sordid sights
And pray their babe comes home at night
Until tomorrow comes to pass
The binbag beatnik ruling class
Laugh together, all the same
Huffing their fifteen minutes of fame

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