Lyrics
You've got knickers on your faceYou big disgrace
If they told you not to wear shoes
Would you sing the broken-glass blues?
I never thought i would see these days
Surrounded by a nation of sleeping slaves
Queue up at the shops outside two metres
Once you get inside everyone's squeezing by the freezers
So what the hell's the point of keeping us apart outside?
These people embezzle and lie to go to war
Cover up raping children and a whole lot more
What the hell are you listening to what they say for?
Don't you remember the gulags, the stasi
The party in 1984?
This ain't a brave new world at all
And it's a very long way from normal
Cos putting knickers on your face
And keeping two metres space from everyone
Is completely fucking abnormal
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