The dystopia

Gets slowly worse

Over the years

We're going to burn

And I'm sorry for making you scared

But it's a sorry state of affairs

When man's a virus with shoes, a violent abuser

Of the planet he resides on and relies on it too

I want to do something to change it

But I'm afraid it's inside us, entwined in our nature

You and I should face it - the primary trait that

Unites the races is the way we use nature and rape it

I'm trying to find pride in my nation

But I'll die waiting for higher civilisation

Sorry for making you scared

But it's a sorry state of affairs when

The dystopia

Gets slowly worse

Over the years

We're going to burn

The dystopia

Gets slowly worse

Over the years

We're going to burn

And I'm sorry for making you scared

But it's a sorry state of affairs - listen

The class system of a past Britain

That still runs fast and thick through the innards of every last citizen

If you're from Pakistan, black-skinned, or just act different

You'll be asked questions and blacklisted

The fact is we're attached umbilically

To a fetid capitalist trap full of misery

But that isn't what gets me, the ignorant hegemony

But the fact that we're happy to live with it

The disaffected youth are in effect living proof

That respect is reduced to a reckless abuse

Of the ends where they grew through the stem to the roots

They will step on your shoes then expect you to move

Flipping heck, next thing they'll do's

Have you hanging in a hood, neck through a noose

So whether you accept or you're scared of the truth

Say your prayers cos we're due for a desolate future

The dystopia

Gets slowly worse

Over the years

We're going to burn

The dystopia

Gets slowly worse

Over the years

We're going to burn