Testo Smash the Mac - Crass
Testo della canzone Smash the Mac (Crass), tratta dall'album Best Before 1984
In as much as the Grand Social Circus
Has been created through the forced labour of the people
So, by our labours, will it be destroyed
Roll up, roll up, to the land of dreams
We weave and spin a web of fantasy
We touch on the pain and fear
Then whisk you back to the consumer world
Touch the surfaces smooth the veneer
While three-quarters of the world starves
What do you care?
The glitter continuing to glitter
The tinsel showers and Tinkerbell
Waves the magic wand
Sell, sell, buy, buy
You know the name of the game
Alright, Jack sitting on the fence
Alright, Jack sitting on the fence
Alright, Jack sitting on the fence
Alright, Jack sitting on the fence
They sit on the fence
Real people stand against
And say they have the best intention
Just a rip-off trick, it's always hip
To keep in with dissention
And if an arms dealer is the record boss
The record labels can run 'em at a loss
It's money well-spent to control the dross
What they don't break gets bent, John
Alright, Jill sitting on the fence
Alright, Jill sitting on the fence
Alright, Jill sitting on the fence
Alright, Jill sitting on the fence
The people are fooled by the parasites who mindlessly entertain
And take rich pickings fom the bombed out crowds who've paid to bury their pain
While the clowns in the pantomine don't give a toss
And sing about fucks and fads and loss
Sliding around in a genital froth
Our world slips down the drain
That's really really wonderful
Well, off the wall
That's really really marvellous
Sitting on the fence
Really terrific well out to lunch
That really is a buzz sitting on the fence
Preening and posing in a life of pretence
In a cynical mockery of caring
Well, you can't see a turd in a barrel of shit
If that's their idea of sharing
Yeah, peace is in so dump an old track
Buy a little cred with the Greenham pack
The biz is keen to kill or catch
As the people scream they're cheering
Alright Jack, alright Jill
The pen is mighty and looks can kill
Alright Jack, alright Jill
In one hand a gift in the other a bill
We've seen their best and we're not impressed
So lets get priorities straight
A hamper from Harrods and the patronising gestures
Ain't gonna change the state
While the people who care are prepared to act
The pantomine clowns keep the system intact
Shamming a commitment they so obviously lack
The love they sing is hate, fakes
Alright Jac,k shit on the fence
Alright Jill, shit on the fence
Alright Jack, shit on the fence
Alright Jack, you shit on the fence
But the fence, the fence, is owned by America
Sit on the fence, owned by America
They make no pretence, it's owned by America
Sitting on the fence, owned by America
On their side American troopers and bombs
On our side the trash and consumer cons
We've been occupied, culture smashed and betrayed
But the spirit is untouched, look out
Smach the Mac, smach the Mac
Smach the Mac, smach the Big Mac
Smach the Mac, smach the Mac
Smach the Mac, smach the Big Mac
Bronco burgers, burnt out brains
Sterile fat, deadly rain
Chemical colours, Kentucky creams
Cut your teeth on American dreams
Stickin chicken, American grains
Licking shittin, American reigns
Kiddies fit in American trains
Bombs tick in American planes
You're on your back
Smach the Mac 'til it won't came back
Smach the Mac, you're on your back
Smach the Mac so it won't came back
American tourist, American free
Two week tour in our misery
A good museum but a stinking home
The natives hang on the rotten, backbone
America owns, American wins
Comes in packets bottles tins
Blind our eyes, fills our ears
It's been our soul for twenty years
Smach the Mac. American tack
Smach the Mac, smach the big Mac
Smach the Mac, make it crack
Smach the Mac, smach the big Mac
We stand among your war machines looking for the light
Squaddies grunts and filth sip pepsi-cola wait to fight
The bricks of our world
That you cover in plastic
Will sail through your plate-glass windows
E.T. go home
E.T. go home
Mickey Mouse fuck off!
Credits
Writer(s): Penny Rimbaud, Jones, Gee Vaucher, Steve Ignorant, Peter Coomber, Philip Andrew Clancey, Andrew John Palmer, Joy Muriel Elizabeth Haney
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