Upright Citizen — текст песни (crass)

You have this life, what for? Tell me
Spend it on shit, your ignorance appals me
You serve me your morals, changed for a fiver
Upright citizen, Penthouse subscriber
You won`t print the word, but you`ll beat up the wife
In your ignorant, arrogant, terminal life
You have this life, you deprive me of mine
With your twisted, imbalanced idea of sin
That revolves around money; how much are you bought for?
A tenner, a fiver, is that what you`re caught for?
I`m sick of your pride, you think you can rule me
With crappy judgement from your respectable majority
Majority of what? You self oppressed idiot
I`m not going to carry you, I`m no compatriot
How many times do I excuse and forgive
The damage inflicted by the way that you live?
I hold my vision against your oppression
Your final defence, your only possession
I`ll show you the blood, but you`ll still point the gun
If the money`s enough, or can you show you`re a man?
To your submissive wife, desperate whore
Home loving, mothering, stifling bore
You have this life, you twist and abuse it
Morals and money and media controls it
Can`t you see the dead children, blood in the street?
Every fist that you raise is a corpse at your feet
Every time you are bought, I don`t care the amount
You are the rapist, dealing in death count
And you do this with mercenary morals, you shit
Oh, you`ve been told about dignity down in the pit
Respectable working man, honourable wife?
A waste of energy and an insult to life