State of the Art Ego

You're not rich you just buy without a mortgage

A four floor house with acres of storage

For all the expensive art and jewels you own

Along with your fancy state of the art ego

That looks lovely next to that last shred of dignity

And your scripted lectures about your family history

And of course it's okay to act like a dickhead

Coz you've got no other way to get out of the sick bed

Of your mind plagued with arrogance and shitty programs

That you watch instead of passing your maths exams

But what does it matter if you've got a kitchen in your bedroom

And an endless supply of well sunny afternoons