Monday, 12 March 2012

Imagine the world if cameras were guns...

Sometimes i daydream...
When im low on steam
That my lens is a Barrel
Shooting the guests on jeremy kyle

Sometimes between jobs...
When ive got away from the mobs, gobs and complete knobs
My nikon miraculously turns into a gun
and I'm pointing it at people just for the fun

Occassionally after reading a brief...
My cameras a pistol, to my relief
"wear a suit, youre photographin the queen"
id wear my jeans but i wanna keep um clean

From time to time, i look at the world when im feeling detached...
and everyones got a phone, with a shotgun attached
Those sacred moments theyre trying to capture
become murder scenes, blamed on the rapture

To help me unwind at the end of the day,
i think of the wars, the famine, the murder, the prey
i ponder the pictures we`d have throughout history
whether the violence would be replaced with images of misery

Then i consider a planet, which isnt the smartest...
The rifles a kodac and the soldiers an artist

Nations protected by expressions and visions
Extremists not murdering but trying to inspire
Strapping polaroids to their chests for all to admire.

Say cheese!!!!
 As i give the trigger a squeeze

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