A Lifetime in Tesco
I'll walk across the desert two years and a day
I'll drive down the M4 the opposite way
I'll happily fight with a big pack of wolves
I'll dive head first at some big randy bulls
I'll run around naked in Afghanistan
I'll piss in the hat of a policeman
I'll swing at Joe Pesci with relative ease
I'll even vote Tory if you so please
But whatever the trouble, whatever the strife
I'll never work in Tesco the rest of my life
You can make me walk through the third circle of Hell
You could lock me in dustbins to suffer smell
Put a vice on my balls if you so desire
right 'til my voice goes two octaves higher
I'll never give in and work for no pay
Just 'cause you gave me an MVA
So talk all you want 'cause you ain't getting through
Slave labour is something that I will not do
Wave in my face any stupendous price
I'll never work in Tesco the rest of my life
I'll ride a white horse on the Queen's front lawn
I'll visit Kate Middleton, fuck her 'til dawn
I'll burn all the job centres down to the ground
I'll stand at the gallows and not make a sound
I'll go on the news with a big stupid grin
and rant about what a shit country we're in
that let's our young people be used to abused
and burned at the stake if they should refuse
I'll crawl on my knees from here to East Fife
But I'll never work in Tesco the rest of my life
You can bury my nose in an old man's behind
Torture me 'til I go out of my mind
Beat me within a half inch of my being
Man, I still think there's a point you're not seeing
I'm not gonna help the economy grow
I didn't cause that dilemma y'know
So why should I help them to bail out the banks
by working for free without any thanks
You could cut the tension 'round here with a knife
I'll never work in Tesco the rest of my life
This ain't gonna help us to better ourselves
an entire generation just stacking up shelves
'Cause we had to do just what we're told
and work for no benefits 'til we get old
That's not good enough for me I'm afraid
If I'm gonna work, I want to get paid
So tell these conglomerates to cough up and pay
It's not like they're short of the cash anyway
You could force Amy Childs to be my wife
But I'll never work.................actually, where do i sign?
Glyn Pope
Fri 23rd Mar 2012 18:52
I like it. it made me laugh. It appears to be simple, but I for one could never write a poem like this; I wouldn't have the ability. Thanks for the laugh, Jack.
(PS I loathed shopping in Tescos when I lived in the UK. Fortunately I live in France now.)