My World

I wrapped you up in paper again
Found comfort from the smell of fresh paint
And the luxurious fluff beneath my feet
The shiny steel cooks the feast
Then I lay down on the clean cotton sheets

The memories adorn the walls
I recline electrically on the leather which is faux
The pets bark for their early evening walks
I return and resume the history channel I had on pause

Kitchen machines rock, vibrate and sway
To keep my consumables fresh and my clothes clean everyday
Hidden copper pipes heat and supply clean water
Thick glass and locks help to keep out burglars

Come rain or shine in the garden I pollute the sky with my smoke
The left single parent family pollute my ears and supply the no hopes with dope
They wake me 7 days a week with their constant arguing which is now beyond a joke
The right family are just weird but he's an ok bloke

I do my bit in continuing to make my boss rich
The tax man want to fleece me for all of it
I drive a clapped out piece of rusted shit
The insurance costs me triple it's value and it's falling to bits

My beautiful kids get what they want and need
Possessions, love, good morales and food to eat
Everyday they teach me something new about me
In their happiness and laughter I feel complete