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Said the party to the ad-man
We'll conjure up a gimmick
The way to lead an ass
Is with a carrot and a stick
Dig down for minorities
Promise them concessions
Ride in on their backs
And then teach them all a lesson
Unemployment means depression
You're just victims of the recession
We can count on their support
If we can channel their emotions
(Chorus)
Populate the wasteland
Between leisure and the grave
Work and pray and place your vote
And some day you'll be saved
All these myths come tailor-made
To suit the company director
Myths that praise the dignity
Of cheap, disposable labor
Two different routes
To an industrial heaven
Work for boss and parliament
And all will be forgiven
It's the fear of being sacked
That lets the boss step up the pace
Because the minute you step out of line
There's someone took your place
(Repeat chorus)
Said the MP to the media
Can't we juggle this around
Sprinkle sugar on the dog shit
And we'll keep the figures down
Never let the left hand
See what's in the right
No-one's any wiser
And the problem's out of sight
Take your democratic choice
Take a scheme or starve
Job clubs, restart, YTS, CPs, EAS
Company profits doubled
Wages chopped in half
(Repeat)
(Repeat chorus)
Offer your life to the one true church
In the name of the conservative party
The labor party
And the liberal alliance
The promised land where banks outnumber churches
And your cars shall be martyrs to the cause
Capitalism in crisis
But on the third day it shall rise again
But on the third day it shall rise
Said the party to the ad-man   We'll conjure up a gimmick   The way to lead an ass   Is with a carrot and a stick   Dig down for minorities   Promise them concessions   Ride in on their backs   And then teach them all a lesson   Unemployment means depression   You're just victims of the recession   We can count on their support   If we can channel their emotions   (Chorus)   Populate the wasteland   Between leisure and the grave   Work and pray and place your vote   And some day you'll be saved   All these myths come tailor-made   To suit the company director   Myths that praise the dignity   Of cheap, disposable labor   Two different routes   To an industrial heaven   Work for boss and parliament   And all will be forgiven   It's the fear of being sacked   That lets the boss step up the pace   Because the minute you step out of line   There's someone took your place   (Repeat chorus)   Said the MP to the media   Can't we juggle this around   Sprinkle sugar on the dog shit   And we'll keep the figures down   Never let the left hand   See what's in the right   No-one's any wiser   And the problem's out of sight   Take your democratic choice   Take a scheme or starve   Job clubs, restart, YTS, CPs, EAS   Company profits doubled   Wages chopped in half   (Repeat)   (Repeat chorus)   Offer your life to the one true church   In the name of the conservative party   The labor party   And the liberal alliance   The promised land where banks outnumber churches   And your cars shall be martyrs to the cause   Capitalism in crisis   But on the third day it shall rise again   But on the third day it shall rise