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They're skateboards as spastic chairs
For the legless fuckers who your affairs
They're moulding babies' dummies with a permanent
the bleeders early in rank and file
They're you a chance to be a plastic wrap
Around the doggies' meat can full of fucking
They're making little dollies, they you "it's a boy"
brother tender love to bring you lots of joy
They're plastic families, all neighbourly folk
So she can dress and wash them, a fucking joke
little johnny to shoot a gun
"A terrific way", say father, "to get to know son"
Spare parts, body parts, I'm
Ever seen the legs and of some poor squaddy?
Signs in the stores, advertising meat
Beef blade, chuck roast, last you all the
telling you you like it, you're saying that you do
They 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 you and them
If they asked you a question, you'd ask them
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
Tight little egos for the time
I ain't got it, you can sit in your pit
Middle class, working class, it's all a load of