GARY'S POETRY

I AM A CAR

I AM A CAR
VROOM VROOM
PAP PARP
GET OUT OF MY WAY

I am a car
I do not eat or sleep
I am not like you or I
Humans have skin and blood and hair
I, a car, have doors, windows and a dashboard
And petrol coursing through my veins

PAP PARP
PAP PARP
GET OUT OF MY WAY

Cars are better than people
We go faster, we make more noise
If you had wheels, you'd slide all over the shop
We cars are better than that
We have garages and brakes
We are the best thing you've ever seen

VROOM VROOM
PAP PARP
GET OUT OF MY WAY

I am a car
I am like woman
Men rape me with petrol pumps
Passengers sit inside me like foetuses
And drop out again like abortions

Oh, Where is the love? Where is the love?
Where? Where? Where?
WAR

I am a car
I am the destroyer
I drink petrol, I eat money
I shit carbon monoxide through your ozone hole
And it lands on your head and gives you cancer

Motor motor motor MURDER

I am a car
I am like Hitler
Invading your green and pleasant land
With my dark Satanic Nazi motorways of death
Dressed in grey like the SS

SS
ESSO
SHELL
HELL
BP
BEEP BEEP
BEEP WEEP LEAP HEAP DEEP SLEEP REAP
RAPE DEATH SHIT AND PISS

I AM A CAR
I AM A CAR
VROOM VROOM
PAP PARP
GET OUT OF MY WAY


Words by Waen Shepherd 2006
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