Invisible Visible Dealers

My auntie calls the residents of the northern suburbs "riff raff"

Says they are all on crack and ice

Sounds nice

I like wild things

The joke's on her though

She's been high since 1956

24/7 news dishing out her fix

Switching coloured life with black and white

Now night is day and day is night

And her grandkids are more strung out on the Net

More hooked than the abos in the park on meth

And the colonials added sugar in 1968

And upsized the upturned W back in 71

And no one gets mental cause cotton wool is fun

She panics now cause the housing bubble popped late

Cherries in the fridge out of season

But no more trees to wipe her bum

Her mask is falling off as she puts a new one on

I can hear a fat lady singing her favourite song

It's one from Oz on the other side of the LGBTQIA rainbow

I don't think it's gunna save her now though