Food For The Brain
Take a walk on the why side
The wheels turn, on sugar-coated lies
A fast ride, through anarchistic eyes
Take a look at the real world
Last laugh on the last laugh, who laughs last
Reality is a fist fuck, a kiss first, a rat infested ride
Before the well runs dry
Take a look at the real world
Consumer friendly smiles
Waking up to the rat race, the fast pace
Serving only to please you, appease you, remedy the void
Everything at the right price, for each vice, 1-800 DIAL
Whatever gets you high
Obsessed with the obscene, enough green
Take a look at the real world
Fight the norm, fuck the rules
Feed the brain, fight the fools
Burn the book, ban the bomb
Fight the right, right the wrong
All the clowns, all the clones
All the sticks, all the stones
All the blood, all the bones,
Food for your brain
I bow down to no man, no bigger plan, no predetermined programme
I pledge allegiance to no flag, a blood rag, on every body bag
I'm not wearing a price tag, a toe tag, for anybody's rag
Mine is my own load, my own road, my way is what I am
Take a look at the real world
Take a look at the real world
Burn the book, ban the bomb
Fight the norm, fuck the rules
Feed the brain, fight the fools
Fight the right, right the wrong
All the clowns, all the clones
All the blood, all the bones,
All the sticks, all the stones
Food for your brain