You Can Be Who? Crass

Don't want a life of lies and pretence
Don't want to play attack and defence
Just want my own life. I want to be free
So you can be you, and I can be me

Respectable businessmen smart and secure
Eat the fat of the land that they robbed from the poor
The butcher is smiling as he brings down his knife
As he cuts up the meat, he thinks of his wife
As eminent psychiatrists suffer paranoid fits
The ones they call mad have to pick up the bits
The preacher speaks calmly, says it's love that we lack
While his imaginary dagger is held at our back

Don't want a life of lies and pretence
Don't want to play attack and defence
Just want my own life. I want to be free
So you can be you, and I can be me

In bed, you're the master or mistress, who cares?
Abusing each other as you work out your fears
Go climb a mountain, go fuck a scout
Avoidance of self is what it's about
Pretence and illusion to avoid who you are
Don't work on yourself, just polish the car
Switch on the telly afraid you might find
That as well as a body you've also a mind
Cheap glossy surface to cover the lie
Cheap easy answers to the what, where, and why
Media drivel, yet you still watch the screen
Life ain't for real, it's a magazine
Conned from the start but hang onto the lies
You're a slave to the cathode ray paradise
You don't want the world, you just want the pics
Media junkies, you'd die for a fix