Under the Flag Nouvelle Vague

The story begins on the Isle of Dogs
In a time of world recession
There's a queue a mile long for every job
Young hopes deep in depression

Well, our anti-hero's coy
Such a weak-willed boy
He follows his nose, not his head
So the lap-dog finds a mate
And makes his first mistake
She winds up in a hospital bed
Under the flag
Under the flag

Now the baby's doing fine
But daddy hasn't got the time
He'll drink himself oblivious
Then return and hit the wife
She'll attack him with a knife
Oh the script is so damned obvious

Survival leads men to do foolish things
And, yes, he was a fool
He thought he'd try working for the government
A civil service tool
Under the flag
Under the flag