somehow nothing gets in the way
Through trouble and toil, digging in soil
Or is it some kind of manure
Covered in foil.
Pretty and shiny attracts one to search
Yet when through the first layer
The shininess fades away
There's scum all around
Shit everywhere to be found.
Las Vegas a desert
New York a wasteland
Manchester 2 up scum
London's gone to the rats
I can't see any purpose
What's the point in that ?
