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They're skateboards as spastic chairs
For the legless fuckers who fought your
They're moulding babies' dummies with a permanent
the bleeders early in rank and file
They're giving you a to be a plastic wrap
Around the doggies' can full of fucking crap
They're making dollies, they tell you "it's a boy"
Baby brother tender love to you lots of joy
They're making families, all neighbourly folk
So she can dress and wash them, what a joke
Teaching little to shoot a gun
"A terrific way", say father, "to get to know son"
Spare parts, parts, I'm somebody
Ever seen the legs and arms of some squaddy?
Signs in the food stores, advertising
Beef blade, chuck roast, last you all the
They're telling you you like it, you're saying 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 when
You think you're hard done by, but you want the same
Chicken thighs, human thighs, it's all the old game
Well, you the choice, money, sex and crime
Tight little egos asking for the
Well I ain't got it, you can sit in pit
Middle class, working class, it's all a load of