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They're using skateboards as chairs
For the fuckers who fought your affairs
They're moulding babies' dummies a permanent smile
the bleeders early in rank and file
They're you a chance to be a plastic wrap
Around the doggies' can full of fucking crap
They're making little dollies, they you "it's a boy"
Baby brother tender love to you lots of joy
They're making plastic families, all folk
So she can dress and wash them, a fucking joke
Teaching johnny to shoot a gun
"A terrific way", say father, "to get to know son"
Spare parts, body parts, I'm
Ever the legs and arms of some poor squaddy?
Signs in the food stores, meat
Beef blade, chuck roast, last you all the
They're you you like it, you're saying that you do
don't have to force it and tell you how to chew
You it whole, without a fucking squeak
there quietly up they creep
You think you're fucking different, you think it's you and
If they you a question, you'd ask them when
You think hard done by, but you just want the same
Chicken thighs, human thighs, it's all the old game
Well, you made the choice, money, sex and
little egos asking for the time
Well I ain't got it, you can sit in pit
class, working class, it's all a load of shit