The Influencer

What a beautiful life

If you could give me one bit of advice

What would it be?

Right place, right time, right mentality

You make it look so easy

What a beautiful life

You take a picture of yourself

Like you're making a movie, it's so orchestrated

And you wipe away the bad dreams

Colour in some self-esteem

Hiding all the make-believe

But does it need an audience to thrive?

Is it political performance?

Some kind of dance to stay alive?

To keep justifying your way of life

To keep us in line

To keep us in line

What a beautiful life

You're looking at me from the cover of a magazine

Like you're up on Mount Olympus

Looking down on Hercules

What a beautiful life

No poverty, no strife

No famine, no war, no climate disaster

Unless it's on a practical slide for your followers

An aside to keep the wolves at bay

And meanwhile, I'm on the underground

And it smells damp and everyone looks sad

And there's such a disconnect between

What I see on the internet and what I see on the streets

The influencers are coming after me

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream

Trying to sell me a dream