Clone Town

I awoke from a horrible dream
Didn't know who I was or where I’d been
It's like a bleak scene
From the twilight zone
Plastic corporate shops
With nothing homegrown

It's carbon copy high street
Nothing’s locally owned
This towns been assimilated
Into a fucking clone

It's the global corporations
Economic wet dream
Blind consumer loyalty
Is hard to believe
Vote with your feet
And withhold your pocket book
Take back all the buisness
That the corporate giants took

Take back - your high street
Fuck Tescos'
Take back - Let the greedy chain stores
Be exposed
Take back - Independent economy

The public held to ransom
By the chain store crooks
Choke out local business
While sinking in their hooks
Block the corporate takeover
Make their profits drop
We need more "all ages"
Indepenent shops