Reasonsonal

Reasonsonal

You had to see it to believe it in the call centre

How you had to queue up twice in the lines

To hand in your bag and phone

Mard arse fucking security guards thinking they're God

Elevated to a lofty status beyond you and me

Who the fuck do these twoddles think they are?

Donald Damn Fucking Trump?

At least he's a really rich arsehole

The fake guards bellow and strut and act all important

'Put your cellphones, ifones, laptops, computers and TVs here!' 

Another plastic guard joins the litany:

'And form a separate line and place your bags here!'

Well fuck me six times with three hookers

I don't wanna queue up two fucking times!

I wanna go home and drink my warm bloody English beer!

'You there! Don't put your gadget in your bag. You must queue up twice. You can't buck the system. We're smart and know all the tricks!'

Off to the back of the second flaming line

I will never ever queue up here again

Nor ever give the smarmy guards another chance to feel like God

Bossing me about and being damn wannabes

They're manning the desk in Reasons Call Centre and are all plonkers

Screw their little mind games and rules

I'm resigning from my crap job to be a tank driver

Then I'll bloody show them who's boss...