Million Dead - Charlie and the Propaganda Myth Machine lyrics
[Million Dead - Charlie and the Propaganda Myth Machine lyrics]
If every child chased dreams
Of societal reorganization
In place of sweet wrappers and escape
Then we would see Mr cadbury's
Enlightened industrialism for what it
Really fucking is social morphine
We'd have ourselves a preschool army
Walt Disney is pushing social
And sexual hierarchy
My bedtime stories like a GMTV Gomulka
Slumbering in my jimmy-jammies
My wondrous imagination long since
Closed and put away
Willy Wonka was a
Capitalist confidence trickster
A poster boy for neoliberalism
A full-stop on revolt
And the BFG a propagandist
For an unaccountable regime
Orwell's vision with a wrinkled face
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
My first McDonald's visit a vaccination
Like the time my parents took
Me to the school
Clinic and handed me over to the teacher
Nurse whatever
I too got sucked in by the myth machine
Unattainable, but I just wish we
Weren't so fucking mindless
Drowned in a recurring nightmare
Of causal influence
A little more suspicion in
Our fairy tales please
Mum and dad, I'm sorry
I won't do what Enid Blyton told me
Our jealousy at their opportunity
The once weak will one day rule this world
The monsters underneath the bed
Are merely jaded failings
Of societal reorganization
In place of sweet wrappers and escape
Then we would see Mr cadbury's
Enlightened industrialism for what it
Really fucking is social morphine
We'd have ourselves a preschool army
Walt Disney is pushing social
And sexual hierarchy
My bedtime stories like a GMTV Gomulka
Slumbering in my jimmy-jammies
My wondrous imagination long since
Closed and put away
Willy Wonka was a
Capitalist confidence trickster
A poster boy for neoliberalism
A full-stop on revolt
And the BFG a propagandist
For an unaccountable regime
Orwell's vision with a wrinkled face
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
My first McDonald's visit a vaccination
Like the time my parents took
Me to the school
Clinic and handed me over to the teacher
Nurse whatever
I too got sucked in by the myth machine
Unattainable, but I just wish we
Weren't so fucking mindless
Drowned in a recurring nightmare
Of causal influence
A little more suspicion in
Our fairy tales please
Mum and dad, I'm sorry
I won't do what Enid Blyton told me
Our jealousy at their opportunity
The once weak will one day rule this world
The monsters underneath the bed
Are merely jaded failings