This was our time:

A time of fat,

A time of plenty,

Of gluttony, sucked straight from the vat,

And pots of gold in packs of twenty.

A time of excess,

Of haunting, taunting, flaunting,

Of stretching the zeroes to impress;

A time of unrepentant, rabid lust,

A time of cities reduced to dust.

A time of the swine, the plundered mine,

Of hate and anger drunk on wine;

A time of noise, of lethal toys,

Of bovine, sweary, bloated boys.

A time of waste, abysmal taste;

A time of bogus sorrow,

A time of no tomorrow.

 

Now it is their time……