Xenophobia in our train stations; bent coppers; tree huggers, hung for their opinion Dancing banned for the lower classes; spice in the town hall Sexual devastation in our parliament; the working man with the fear of the iron hand Expensive cheap cocaine for our businessmen, marking lines across our borders Is this what the world is coming to? Doomed lovers dance with the devil; nurses surviving at the foodbank Politicians with large homes and private parties, wishing they weren't so alone British bombs dropped on minors, but that's not on Love Island This bulldog's on a chain and Uncle Sam's smiling Is this what the world is coming to? Walking and talking and fucking destroying Everything, anything, another day at the zoo I haven't witnessed poverty, but I've seen what a broke man can be I've witnessed white privileged opinion and it's posted all over social media's delirium We marvel at our expansive oceans, but I've been to the bottom and it's filled with plastic My friend said she was scared to look different to me As she held me close and whispered that, "he touched me again" Is this what the world is coming to? Walking and talking and fucking destroying Everything, anything, something for nothing Walking and talking and fucking destroying Everything, anything, another day at the zoo Girls forced to dance upon tables, as the creepy eye Of this try-hard, waste of breath, nudges me, Asking if he "can only look"; how an STD-ridden prostitute Only charged him two fifty for things I wouldn't even understand Or dream of, baby, this is reality; she earns her living, he pays his way Is his life worth living? Did she not think to stay? The government wants us dead or if not to work every single day Until we can no longer stand under the greed of our forefathers This is what the world is coming to