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A little bit dumbed down
A little more drowned out
Speak softly, child, be sweet
Don't run with aggression
& they won't rub you out!

And if suburbia wins the battle
Then suburbia wins the war
2.4 child norm
Warm suburbian home

[Come, little sheep, desperate little sheep, hungry/lost/angry little sheep - can't keep taking it out on me]

Here comes your saviour
White picket-fence teeth
Soul as pure as intentions (BLACK)
White lie infestatons
What lies beneath your smile?
Your pressed designer pants?
With your matching bag and shoes
Have you dirty little secrets?
I'm sure they're very few...