Lyrics

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