The Girl Doesn't Get It

Well the girl doesn't get it And you can't ever tell her She will go with whoever wants her It's a myth that they're selling That there's one perfect fella Take the pick of the cherries - go slow! There's a world through the front door There are people who need more There is love in the supermarket I got hopes for the future And it doesn't need money And it doesn't need two-faced liars One face is smiling Telling us to be afraid Painting a world of darkness But the other face is hidden And the eyes are looking back in time Gazing out on a fading empire You're alone in the dark night Sitting down with your worries 'Cause your glorious youth got fucked up You're a train in the siding You're a car in a pileup You should dance till your heart is joyful I don't want to be aloof Wear the glasses of untruth I just want to become immortal They'll take profits over people They will make the country great again Just as long as it's white and ugly Fear the immigrant workforce Fear the kids raised on the internet They are scared if they can't control you Are you living or waiting For the time to get better? Between sorrow and nothing, choose pain If compassion was honoured All our dumb human problems Would belong in a bin marked history We will shake hands politely Feel the pull of attraction 'Cause love is our consolation