If every child chased dreams of societal reorganization
In place of sweet wrappers and escape
Then we would see Mr. Cadbury's
Enlightened industrialism for what it really f**ing is
Social morphine, we'd have ourselves a preschool army
Walt Disney is pushing social and s**ual hierarchy
My bedtime stories like a GMTV gomulka
Slumbering in my jimmy-jammies
My wondrous imagination long since closed and put away
Willy Wonka was a capitalist confidence trickster
A poster boy for neoliberalism
A full-stop on revolt
And the BFG a propagandist for an unaccountable regime
Orwell's vision with a wrinkled face
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
My first McDonald's visit a vaccination
Like the time my parents took me to the school
Clinic and handed me over to the teacher
Nurse
Whatever
I too got s**ed in by the myth machine
Unattainable, but I just wish we weren't so f**ing mindless
Drowned in a recurring nightmare of causal influence
A little more suspicion in our fairy tales please
Mum and dad, I'm sorry, I won't do what Enid Blyton told me
Our jealousy at their opportunity
The once weak will one day rule this world
The monsters underneath the bed are merely jaded failings