Barbed Barbie
My life, my light, my butterfly
you knew me once as the master of all time gone by
And now my candle flutters...
in the wind of time
How can we stop the corporate world
Why do they all rescind
Crimes against nature, crimes against time
Green house gasses, corruption and slime
And yet, but not quite, your canvases are bright
The colours as they infuse somehow refuse
to say it's alright, no tax on the fuel for flight
the darkest day beckons in the belly of the night
Minds and hearts that you heal and do not steal
Yes, corporate greed has a very great need
lightness of being, harmony and light
Brought to corporate corridors of might
East v west, capitalism may not be best
A halfway house, it's a corrupted louse
Marketing to minds as young as six
All of them modern day Jesuits
They're our kids and not yours
We have stories and old folklores
TV screens and children's screams
more! more! Score! Score!
Skinny Barbie dolls
Barbed wire candle makers
What have you got to say?
To the Barbie Bakers