Supermarket Nightmare

<br>When I go to the super store<br>People look so tired and bored and their backs are sore.<br>As I walk up and down the aisles<br>The people they don`t smile they look so vile.<br>They shop around and blanky stare.<br>They seem so unware. I look inside of their<br>S-h-o-p-p-i-n-g c-a-r-t, what do you think I see?<br>White bread blues<br>White sugar cubes<br>Black tar and nicotine<br>Red meat schemes<br>Dad, he had a heart attack,<br>Mom`s got a bending back and a choking hack.<br>Little sister`s got a lumpy chest<br>Cancer of the breast, all the rest.<br>And Bobby Joe just can`t sit still<br>He`s got to take a pill or else he gets ill.<br>And oh we`re such a healthy family,<br>We take our vitamin C, wash it down with Pepsi.<br>White bread blues<br>White sugar cubes<br>Black tar and nicotine<br>Red meat schemes<br>Fruits are gassed and waxed and nuked,<br>Till it is not a fruit, it makes me wanna puke.<br>Bred for looks and not for taste,<br>For dollars and for haste, it`s such a waste.<br>And I feel sorry for the lambs,<br>The turkeys and the hams caught in the scam.<br>I know "we are not what we eat, we are what we don`t shit*"<br>And that is it.<br>White bread blues<br>White sugar cubes<br>Black tar and nicotine<br>Red meat schemes<br>(* Hugh Romney)