Letras:
X Ray Spex Conscious Consumer

: Packet of cigarettes on the counter Carrying a government health warning Still they want the money, still they want the tax Still they want the money

: Iggy says "I wanna be your dog." But I want you to be a demigod Look at my bow wow sitting there Sniffing scratching without a care Once upon a lifetime

: My mother the cow who still feeds me now is being tortured Her son the bull who the fields should plough is being slaughtered The human child in the

: Not much difference 'tween a cow and you Flesh, blood, bones She cries like you do Cries like you do Yours is the hippest hypocritical point of view

: Johnny's got an addiction He's strung out without conviction He was raised with a microwave Sticky trashy fast food slave He's a junk food junky He

: We got something don't you know it's true? We got something don't feel it too? We got something, we got something to do Not a mushy line that I'm pushing

How do you feel now? I want to know Clear as crystal, I can see your face In my glass of water, I can see your face How do you feel know? I want to know

You know, you know, you know you know you know I can't go out alone Hi chaperone, my chaperone What you think is all wrong 'Cos you shouldn't treat a

Packet of cigarettes on the counter Carrying a government health warning Still they want the money, still they want the tax Still they want the money,