On Safari in Primark

We've got the key to the city, now let's get away
They've got us holed up in here, but we don't have to stay
Mass migration south to the rose city where the sun don't sleep
Flocks on the hedonistic treadmill
Going through the motions with their feet

We're on a tram line to nowhere, living in a haze
All the sheep are happy following the latest craze
Take your vouchers with you to the till when you pay
All aboard the hedonistic treadmill, can we get one last 'hip hip hurray!'

Suffocating on safari through Primark
The hunters stalking the aisles
You'd it was starlight the way they bargain hunt their prey
Oh it makes you think: isn't life strange?