Thundamentals, Steve Clisby - Ghost In The Shell lyrics

So here's a little story 'bout Milly and Matt
Milly always told Matt
You stink and you're fat
And why is your shirt all stained
You one dumb pig
You got a hole in your socks
And where's your pumped up kicks?
Matt had come to live on housing estates
His mum was a nurse
Worked late at hourly rates
Daddy was long gone, it was a lonely affair
He watched Home & Away to feel
At home in his head
'Cause at home there was nobody there
And at school, he was just a taboo
He was just that fat dude
So nobody cared, addicted to that fast food
Could even see the arches from the classroom
He'd eat it in a heartbeat
Every afternoon at half 3
Catch him watching cartoons


Maccas within arms reach
He's whistle every jingle in the ad breaks
Those fuckers had him gagging
On the catchphrase
But one day, when Matty's mother had a minute
She said "some day
You ain't always gonna have my
Hand to deal with"
Matt sat and listened, she had him thinking
She's on in on what the deal is
She told him how she feels
We are indifferent sees it on the media and
Reads it on the internet
Hears it on the radio, sex is selling product
Symptom of oppression
Where the 1% get more than just the off cuts
And ignorance is bliss
Why won't it let me hit that?
I've been trying to get my fix
It's just an empty mismatch
You can try to act the big man
Fingers at the bad guy
You can open up your big mouth
Close down your damn mind

I ain't got time to hold your hand
You know I know I'm gone
And I'm not here to make your mind up
You know I know I won't
You're more than just a ghost in a shell
A ghost in a shell

Does it get easier?
Yes, it gets easier the more you know who
You are and what you want the less
You let things upset you

So here's a little story 'bout Milly and Matt
Milly always told Matt
You stink and you're fat
Matty struggled with confidence
Kids thought he was chubby
Milly was the opposite
Boys called her a honey born in the money
Milly's fam settled in Palm Beach
Some would say Summer Bay
Has a shelter from harms reach
And a north mansion was heritage listed
Oak-floor boards
Cabinets and sheridan in the linen
Extravagant living
You could tell that wealth was a given
From that high held prop in the kitchen
Butlers up in the ovens
After he's done the dishes
He buttering up the muffins
Father's up in the spinach
Yeah daddy was minted
Hit him with the amount
Cashing the cow, advertising exec'
Maccas was his biggest account
About twenty years back he
Scored his first billboard
Before long he made a mill'
Then a couple mill' more
But, if only daddy actually cared
She'd wake up
And cake up with make up and glamorous hair
Dreaming of a face up on that billboard
Or half naked on the front
Page of Vanity Fair
Her mother had lips full of botox
Which influenced Mill to get work done
So would she get implants or nose job
She'd love both
But couldn't yet decide on the first one
September 4th fell on a Thursday
Just an ordinary day, in a day of her life
But it was Milly's twenty first Birthday
The day she organised to go under the knife
Not content with the skin that she lived in
Her Pursuit of happiness is a curse
Before the blade made it's incision
Milly grabbed the hand and Matty's mother
Who happened to be the nurse

I ain't got time to hold your hand
You know I know I'm gone
And I'm not here to make your mind up
You know I know I won't
You're more than just a ghost in a shell
A ghost in a shell