Fat of the Land Lyrics

Dehumanising, demonising

Unfettered access to hate unabashed

You won a lottery

Yet you act like it was all strategy

Take the boot from out your mouth

And let's see what dribbles out

Do your own research

But only what you want to hear

The kind that validates all your inner prejudice and fears

Ugly thoughts like a parasite

Creeping in pushing out

Til they're spilling out from your mouth and ears

Starved of love

You're capable of so much more

They've got you

Obeying for blood

To be told that you're never ever wrong

That you're something special from day one

Nine hundred and thirty six weeks go by

Then you're let loose

Shiny and glistening

The filth sticks to your skin permeating, percolating

Skin never thickening

Layers of muck

Just another layer of hurt

And we're all wading knee deep

Trying to pull ourselves out

Root and stem

They pretend they're on your side

No prophet, all pander

All bluster, no candour

Nothing but fear

Being taught for years and years

Polished words for idle hands

So that they one day sew hate

Starved of love

They've got you

Obeying for blood