44 (13.09.2014)

We shop and shop and shop and shop and shop
And all our hard earned money's quickly gone
But then they lend us more so we don't stop
And we just carry on and on and on.
I need a brand new suit, you need a car,
We both need special trainers for our kids
But if we spend enough then we all are
Relieved of every freedom debt forbids.
I run around in circles like a slave
I'm weaved in webs of tiny sticking strands
I try hard not to think and just be brave
While money lenders rub their greedy hands,
They hold me down and will not let me go,
I am a slave to all the debts I owe.


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