What a life

Mums with six kids fighting for attention,

people drinking lager on the street for breakfast

what you looking at, can you spare some change

I wish I could afford to drink, maybe next time

A girl on a bike, tweeting, drinking coffee as she rides

got a kid on the crossbar, last time she looked anyway.

Heroine addicts queuing up for their Methodone,

kill or cure, that's what the man said, both numb the pain

Got no food, too expensive, with mobile and Sky,

Want a holiday soon, is it too much to expect to fly?

Drive too fast not enough time, too much traffic for me

Have to work for the man, pay the mortgage you see

Don't want reality, I'll watch some TV instead,

try to get on X-Factor make a fortune from mugs

I'll be a big star, famous for nothing but being glossy

Be a Kardashian, marry some rapper, get a big house

Buy more cars, more jewellery, get my boobs done,

sell out to the press, get my fifteen minutes extended

End up in rehab, maybe write my biography while there

Who know I might live long enough, to make a change

See the values I must have missed the first time around

make some real friends, give something 'stead of asking

I could help someone when they hold out a hand

believe in something more solid than the pound

Not judge so fast, make less comparison, to imagine

that perfection is something you can order on Harley St

The best thing about myself is that I can change

what I believe in, see the world differently, I hope

It's all clearer now, without going to Specsavers

that the things I should value are called friends

Who cared even when I didn't listen to them speak

and welcome me back with smiles and hugs

What a life!