I see the woman She is standing silently Profoundly graceful and beautiful in her certainty I see the woman she sees my timidity Her eyes are solid and my heart is hammering through me. She walks towards me Oh God I think she’s gonna talk to me To me She opens up her mouth and draws a breath before she speaks She says oh baby She says She says She says She says She says oh baby please don’t (Spoken) buy any more Bags for Life? Or reusable nylon shopping bags because?…In the cupboard under the sink Where it used to be stuffed full of normal plastic shopping bags…it’s NOW filled with…Bags for Life and reusable nylon shopping bags and … the reason they’re called ‘bags for life’ is that So I say well SCREW YOU, RACHEL! At least I’m trying! Not like YOU with your dairylea Dunkers and your… CAR! YOU LITERALLY FLY! EVERYWHERE! Only because what I do is so important! YOU’RE A GUITARIST!!! I AM AN ARTIST! And don’t be such a snob!! I’m not a snob! I just think! If we’re trying to reserve air travel for exceptional circumstances! Then your version of ‘The Laughing Gnome’ isn’t one!…if we’re ever going to stop being… just… F-f-f-f-fossilheads! When your goals need coal and leave a mass of trash Fossilheads! When your radical eco-conscience runs on gas We put the *GLOW* back in GLOBAL TRAGEDY We put the SING back in DEADLY RISING SEAS We put the OOH back in existential doo-ooo-oooo-oooo-ooom It’s a fossil led supremacy The future is petrifying Oh my God We’re going to die We’re going to die Ba ba badada. Wooh! Keeping a lid on the fear will diminish us Is it the flight or the Fight that will finish us Is it just time for our crimes to extinguish us Ba ba bada ba Necessitas non habit lagem Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt FOSSILHEADS - when you'll boil for oil and go for broke for coke FOSSILHEADS - when your inert survival instinct needs a stoke We put the purrrrr back into PERnicious greed We put the titty in titanic sacrosancTITY We put the SEX back in masS EXtinction here It's purifying Petrifying And we're dying for the show to go on (spoken) And you've got like, 49 reusable coffee cups...what's THAT about? Can we just drop it!?

But what became of baby-dyke Barbie? Or for that matter her PVDC hair? Or the box that she came in Or the bag she came home in Or the bin she was thrown in We may purge and disown But these moments are STILL HERE Each hilarious fake dog poo - still here Every smashed Buckeroo - still here Deely boppers and cherished space hoppers still here Shrinky Dinkies, spokie dokies, Tinkky Winkies broken still here Tamagotchis Each defiled Action Man it's still here Somewhere still on this planet still here And the eyes and the ears still heeeeee-eeeeeee-eeeeee-eeeeere And the moustache and the feet of mr. potato head Though not the actual potato cause that's biodegradable... so it's fine...Just play with potatoes children! Each plastic bottle you put ya lips to - still here That White Lightning you sicked through - still here Tic tacs, pixie sticks, takeaway coffee fixes still here Kwenchy Kups you sunk with your dairy lea dunkers (I look at you accusingly, you look sheepish) still here it's true 6 billion tonnes of plastic sack-age still here And that's just from one Amazon package! Each piece of plastic through your hand will Still be here in some great landfill or Floats around with the sad, lost fish in the ocean Every dayglo bright orange swimming bag - still here That you and each of your friends had - still here Rainbow Brite and her STUPID horse Starlight still here And NO, I'm not still BITTER that I wasn't given a GUN! All the gum! all the tinsel, each promotional pen! All the tape, every chapstick, all the green army men Every plastic toggle still here, gonks will... (great pacific cabbage patch kids- still here - , sending our trash to Malaysia and Vietnam tips - all the rubbish goggles still here every game of Boggle will...) Still be here in some great landfill or Floats around with the sad, lost fish in the ocean un - un - un and on and on and on and on and on and on ...

Curious, radical friend Did you forget my name? Cos’ my life’s suspended in time ’til I might see you again The first time we marched by the dock we were only 18 The fight lost, the irony grim The sadness since moved in with me Dubious, benevolent friend Did you forget my face? Cos I’ve been denying too long Convictions I’m trying to trace The first time we fought for our lives We knew we might burn Now my life’s suspended in time til that understanding returns I saw the cloud above Taiji A sorrow that Swallowed you whole saw you go under A thousand times stronger than me I saw a window flat ironed to their backdrop a sleek 2 dimensional world from a laptop and I’m Suspended in time Waiting for you and for the screws to start loosening I’m ready to roam I’m calling you Home The first time we fought for the sea We knew we might drown The fabric of all that we love Washed up in the fuel of our row I’ve seen a cyclone in waiting In blurs of indifferent dreams you’re trying to contact a dull and illogical me Oh! for a chance to regain our vitality Look for the view that will lead you right back to me I’m Suspended in time Waiting for you And for the truth to start moving us through Into the streets People proceed Gaining in numbers and power and speed We need you here - I feel you near