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"Reality Whitewash"
The grey man at the wheel Looks around to see if there's some skirt he can steal He doesn't really want to, he's just acting out a game And in their own fucked up way, most people do the same She cleans the bathroom mirror so she can line her eyes An expert in delusion, an artist in disguise She's not content with what she is, but she does the best she can But she doesn't do it for herself, she does it for her man And meanwhile he's out hunting, this master of the hunt Cruising down the high street in his endless search for cunt And the posters on the hoardings encourage his pursuit Glossy ads, where men are men, and women simply cute And the men are in their motorcars and the men have nerves of steel And they dreams of charlies angels as they firmly grip the wheel And they fantasise they're screwing in the back seat of the car Fantasise they're fucking with a real life movie star Fantasies to fill the gaps, to fill in every crack A whitewash of reality to hide the truth they lack. Now she's sponging down the cooker, on the surface all is fine His dinner's in the oven cos he's doing overtime She switches on the telly, it makes her feel secure Helps confirm her way of life, who needs to ask for more She sees the happy family unit, wife and hubby on the screen The perfect social unit, just like it's always been She's done the very best she can To love and honour and obey her man And if she should ever doubt the wisdom of her choice She can turn on the television for its moderating voice The ads and weekly series are the proof she needs That a life of boredom outweighs the deeds She sits up till the epilogue and goes to bed alone Content that when he's finished work he'll go straight home Meanwhile he downs another scotch, the lady has a coke And if he's asked about the wife he treats it as a joke "Hear the one about the you-know-what" He's got what it takes and he takes what he's got He took his woman and he'll take plenty more She took on a rat to keep the wolf from the door Then maybe in her loneliness she'll want to have a child Who'll be taught the games of adulthood, boxed and filed Another life to whitewash, to us a child is born To follow in its parents' tracks, the path's well worn Fantasy and falsehood, truth and lie The fucked up system they call reality The system needs its servants, each birth is one more Gently talk of freedom as they quietly lock the door Cos the system needs its servants if the system's going to run Needs its fodder for the workhouse, its targets for the gun.
- Asylum
- Do They Owe Us A Living? (Well?...Do They?)
- End Result
- They've Got
Bomb
- Punk Is Dead
- Reject Of
Society
- General
Bacardi
- Banned From
The Roxy
- G's Song
- Fight War,
Not Wars
- Women
- Securicor
- Sucks
- You Pay
- Angels
- What A Shame
- So What
- Banned From The Roxy
- Do They Owe Us A Living- (Well- Do They-)
- Fight War, Not Wars
- General Bacardi
- Reject Of Society
- Mother Earth
- White Punks
On Hope
- You've Got
Big Hands
- Darling
- System
- Big Man, Big
M.A.N.
- Hurry Up Garry (The Parsons Farted)
- Fun Going On
- Crutch Of
Society
- Heard Too
Much About
- Chairman
Of The Bored
- Tired
- Walls (Fun
In The Oven)
- Upright
Citizen
- The Gasman
Cometh
- Demoncrats
- Contaminational Power
- Time Out
- I
Ain't Thick, It's Just A Trick
- Big Man, Big M A N
- Chairman Of The Bored
- Crutch Of Society
- Heard Too Much About
- The Gasman Cometh
- Upright Citizen
- Walls (Fun In The Oven)
- White Punks On Hope
- Bata Motel
- Systematic
Death
- Poison In
A Pretty Pill
- What The Fuck?
- Where Next
Columbus?
- Berkertex
Bribe
- Smother Love
- Health Surface
- Dry Weather
- Our Wedding
- Yes Sir, I Will
- Berkertex Bribe
- Poison In A Pretty Pill
- Systematic Death
- What The Fuck-
- Where Next Columbus-
- Have A Nice Day
- Mother Love
- Nineteen
Eighty Bore
- I Know There
Is Love
- Beg Your Pardon
- Birth
Control 'n' Rock 'n' Roll
- Reality
Whitewash
- It's The Greatest Working Class Rip-Off
- Deadhead
- You Can Be Who?
- Buy Now Pay
As You Go
- Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2)
- Bumhooler
- Sentimental (White Feathers)
- Major
General Despair
- Buy Now Pay As You Go
- I Know There Is Love
- Major General Despair
- Nineteen Eighty Bore
- Reality Whitewash
- Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt 2)
- You Can Be Who-
- Do They
Owe Us A Living?
- Major
General Despair
- Angela Rippon
- Reality Asylum
- Shaved Women
- Bloody
Revolutions
- Nagasaki
Nightmare
- Big A, Little A
- Rival
Tribal Rebel Revel
- Sheepfarming in the Falklands
- How Does It
Feel?
- Immortal Death
- Don't Tell
Me You Care
- Gotcha
- You're
Already Dead
- Nagasaki Is Yesterday's Dog-End
- Don't Get
Caught
- Smash The Mac
- Bloody Revolutions
- Do They Owe Us A Living-
- How Does It Feel-
- Major General Despair
- Nagasaki Nightmare
- Rival Tribal Rebel Revel
- Yes Sir, I Will
- Angels
- Asylum
- Banned from the Roxy
- Bata Motel
- Beg Your Pardon
- Berkertex Bribe
- Big a Little A
- Birth Control
- Bloody Revolutions
- Bumhooler
- Buy Now, Pay As You Go
- Chairman of the Bored
- Contaminational Power
- Crutch of Society
- Darling
- Deadhead
- Demoncrats
- Do They Owe Us A Living?
- Dry Weather
- End Result
- Fun Going On
- General Bacardi
- Gs Song
- Have A Nice Day
- Health Surface
- Heard Too Much About
- Hurry up Garry
- I Know There Is Love
- Major General Despair
- Mother Earth
- Mother Love
- Nineteen Eighty Bore
- Poison In A Pretty Pill
- Punk is Dead
- Reality Asylum
- Reality Whitewash
- Reject
- Reject Of Society
- Rival Tribal Rebel Revels
- Securicor
- Sentiment
- Smash The Mac
- Smother Love
- So What
- Sucks
- System
- Systematic Death
- The Gasman Cometh
- The Greatest Working Class Rip Off
- Theyve Got a Bomb
- Time Out
- Tired
- Upright Citizen
- What a Shame
- What the Fuck
- Where Next Columbus
- White Punks on Hope
- Women
- You Can Be Who?
- You Pay
- Youve Got Big Hands
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