Buy now, pay as you go

Buy now, say hello

You can put a mortgage on your life

To enter Shoppers' Paradise

A trade-in for your dignity

A lovely colour console TV

To watch and cherish as the days slip by

And dream of the things that money can buy



Brushed chrome shit, plastic crap

My life and my vision is worth more than that

Plate glass ghetto, shopping spree

I'm no fucking commodity

Lusting for objects, white wall refrigerator

Cut off your fingers and buy a vibrator

Get them while it lasts, your time is running out

It's a new mink coat, that's what life's all about



A new tank, a new bomb, awaits you in the store

Is life all that shallow that you're reaching out for more?

Start planning now for a family plot

A satin-lined bunker where your corpses can rot

Well there's nothing for sale here, no day-glo gore

And I ain't no waxed-up showroom whore

I don't need carrots in front of my eyes

Man made pre-fab, polyester lies



Sexy glossy adverts left on my mat

I live with my needs, I don't need that

I Don't need a yacht to take a cruise

Don't need a telephone in the loo

Won't barter my soul for a rip-joint sale

Excess is just another nouveau jail

Don't want to grow fat off the fat of the land

Or to choke on the greed of public command



Thirty years with one foot in the grave

Possession junkie, consumer slave

If money buys freedom it's already spent

Your object's the subject of my contempt

Buy now, pay as you go

Buy now, say hello

Bye bye

Bye bye