Every time Lily Allen's new song, Fear, comes on the radio, I am struck by the modern reality of the lyrics. Here are a few of the more accurate lines.
I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don't care about clever, I don't care about funnyBut it doesn't matter cause I'm packing plastic
And that's what makes my life so 'bleeping' fantasticAnd I am a weapon of mass consumption
And it's not my fault, it's how I am programmed to functionNow I'm not a saint, but I'm not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I'm getting thinner
Yeah, but it's got a good beat and you can dance to it.