Legacy....just a swipe at British culture because I could :-)

Silicone attitude to match her implants,

Pound to a penny that girl ain’t pleasant

False inside and out, hey guys look at me,

Stardom born of reality tv,

Xmas number 1, the fortune, the fame,

A nice pair of tits compensate for no brain,

Same old story, she’ll hook up with some actor,

That girl’s got no talent

But she’s sure got Ex factor.

A classy role model for our kids to follow,

How did she get there I wonder,

When down on her knees did she spit? Did she swallow?

That Britain’s got talent down under.

Not a sign of the Times, more front page of the sun,

Speculative reporting on the blokes she’s done,

A friend of a friend or unidentified source,

A kiss and tell story on her intercourse,

Nonsense press stories, another quick buck,

For some callous ex boyfriend who don’t give a fuck,

About her feelings, the shame, all the hurt he’ll inflict,

But he’s getting well paid,

So he don’t give a shit.

He’s another role model for our kids idolisation

How did he get there you voice,

A broken trust that was read by the nation,

Of his girlfriend’s oral exploits.

And so to the courtroom, she’s going to fight him,

So the cycle continues … ad infinitum,

Lawyers get richer from the courtroom proceedings,

The gutter press loaded from our daily readings,

Are we really that eager to follow this story,

Of some dizzy young girl exposed in her glory,

Well are we I say? Someone please give an answer,

Because I think we’re insane,

To put up with this cancer.

We create these role models for our next generation,

We’ve only ourselves to blame,

A wave of insanity sweeping the nation,

Britain’s talent for ill gotten gain.