I\'m walking quick around the Tesco supermarket store,
Most of these people won\'t be aware of spiritual war,
In bed with their demons, not needing God anymore,
I see bodies fat and ragged, rotting down to the core.
Sometimes engaging with them can be a kind of bore.
Hope is not lost, even I had a rebirth and an encore,
See beyond the bricks and material things, I implore,
Not perfect and with all my faults I\'m keeping score,
Given money for taxes and the government want more,
Stay away from those who practice the Lion\'s Paw,
The black and white everywhere, chequerboard floor,
What secret files are hidden within that desk drawer?
I\'d never off myself but life on Earth is such a bloody chore.