Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boxed & Packaged, artist - King Prawn.
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Song language: English
Boxed & Packaged |
I’m looking with disgust |
Some of them you can’t trust |
They wanna be like Jesus |
And hang upon a cross |
They offer mediocrity |
From which I can find no sanctuary |
Untouchable beings |
Communicating media trickery |
All day long |
On my radio |
I hear that song |
Playing like a marathon |
Just one more time |
So I can really dig it |
In six months time |
Who the fucking hell made it |
They’re dreaming of a scheme |
And a dance routine |
Instigating a plan |
Like a PR scam |
Collecting acollades |
From other phonies and fakes |
Beam me up scotty |
Before it is too late |
So I got what I got |
Now I’m bored out of my nut |
They almost made my mind |
Into a dry roasted |
Monkey for brains |
They’re making me insane |
Like grouse in a field |
They’re treating me like game |
Hail to the wonder |
New fodder for a crass media |
Bullshit on the pages |
Of every newspaper |
Boxed and packaged |
Like an oven ready meal |
I’m the donkey chasing the carrot |
To turn that wheel of fortune |
A tune force fed |
With a wooden spoon |
I’m hoping to get an autographed |
Picture real soon |
They’re chimps for their pimps |
And they’re putting my head in a vice |
I don’t need to take a trip |
Down to sour price |
To understand the meanings |
Of under the counter dealings |
Shit rising high busting up thro' |
The ceiling |
I don’t wanna make new friends |
On the telephone |
I just wanna fuck the person |
Holding the microphone |
Intended desire |
Was what they really meant |
I should have known that |
Before my money was spent |
Just like a puppet |
Fist fucked in ya butt |
You claim you’re dope |
Like an uncut drug |
I really dig you clothes |
And you’re remixed versions |
You’re nothing but a pro |
To the butt-fucking system |