Excuse Me, Waiter!

[Verse 1] ...I sat down; craving peace; with a side of quiet hope, ...What is this carbon smog filled stew? I cannot even cope... ...Your chef is serving corporate greed; straight on a dirty plate, ...This climate's been incorrectly flambéed... This is really not great! [Chorus] Excuse me, Waiter! I know it’s not YOUR fault; but this planet... It’s under-cooked with half-baked plans, Over-seasoned lies, expensive energy bands. The oceans taste like a salty, petrol spill, Law and order? …Raw!; It’s making me feel ill! Excuse me, Waiter! I want to know, can you do something about it!? [Verse 2] ...I asked for fair wages; but I got recession swill, ...With inequality skewers served burnt, from the grill. ...The specials? Misinformation... with a light dash of fear, ...They charged me extra for my rights; that once were free here! [Chorus] Excuse me, Waiter! (I know it’s not YOUR fault; but this planet... It’s under-cooked with half-baked plans, Over-seasoned lies, expensive energy bands. The oceans taste like a salty, petrol spill, Law and Order? …Raw; It’s making me feel ill! Excuse me, Waiter! I want to know, can you do something about it!? [Verse 3] ...Then came dessert; a medley of broken promises and glaze, ...Sugar-coated bias; served on dreams that were erased. ...All hope that we had has fallen; just like a rushed soufflé, ...And truth? It was part frozen; the remains from yesterday. [Instrumental break — restaurant ambiance, tension rising, disharmony brewing, silverware clinks over heavy music] [Outro] ...Don’t hand me your voucher for another free course, ...I’m not dining again on this system’s remorse. ...You can keep your apologies; gimmick campaigns ...I didn’t come here for comfort. ...I came here for change!