I’m going to make this look interesting,
I’m going to make this look cool.
Ok, no, I’m not.
It’s unpleasant, but it is true:
It is important that you learn at school.
Learn truth from lies
Whilst trying not to mind
You’re feeding the murder machine.
Else you might just be,
Complicit to the ignominy
Of dead bodies in the street.
Some mother’s son
Left to rot whilst you move on.
But you’re wearing your gown now.
Now its not just poverty of thought.
Out in the wild world,
Poverty of belly kills just as quick.
They gave you credit when credit was new,
But they want it back,
And I need a whole new wardrobe now.
Junk food for the brain;
That’s what it’s all about.
Natural born filler
To stop you from wondering
How come you’re part of the machine now.
Just a couple more years
Then you’ll do what you want.
You’ll do more good than you ever harmed.
But baby needs a bottle
And houses, they don’t come cheap.
I wish I could sing
Of all the many things
That would be more palatable in song.
Or, at least, turn the lights low and strum along.
I’d make you feel the way I feel now.
The light is alluring.
It tells you right from wrong.
But it just glows because you want a glow.
That gentle, rough lie sets it all alight,
But it is just a con.
I’m sorry, but it is wrong.
The temptation was too strong,
You listened but you didn’t hear:
Learn truth from lies
Whilst trying not to mind
You’re feeding the murder machine.