Nineteen Eighty Bore - Crass

Who needs lobotomy when we’ve got the ITV

Who needs ECT when there’s good old BBC?

Switch on the set, light up the screen

Fantasise and dream about what you might have been

Who needs controlling when they’ve got the cathode ray

They’ve got your fucking soul, now they’ll fuse your brains away

Mindless fucking morons sit before the set

Being fed the mindless rubbish they deserve to get

Can’t switch off big brother, they’ve lost all will to act

Lost in drab confusion, was it fiction, was it fact?

Another plastic bullet stuns another Irish child

But no-one's really bothered, no, the telly keeps them mild

They’ve lost all sense of feeling to the every hungry glow

Drained of any substance by the vicious telly blow

No longer know what’s real or ain’t, slowly going blind

They stare into the goggle box while the world goes by, behind

The Angels are on T.V. tonight, grey puke fucking shit

They army occupy Ireland, but the boot will never fit

Was it Coronation Street?

Or was it Londonderry?

Oh it doesn’t fucking matter, Paul Daniels’ll keep us merry

Yes, I’ve heard of Bobby Sands, wasn’t it Emmerdale Farm?

Yes, that’s right, he was kicked by a cow

I hope it didn’t do him no harm

And wasn’t the Holocaust terrible, good thing it wasn’t for real

Of course I’ve heard of H-Block, it’s the baccy with man appeal

Deeper and deeper and deeper, layer upon layer

Illusion, confusion, is there anyone left who can care?

Yes, the Abbey National cares for you

Nat West, and Securicor

Well brings out the Branston bren-guns

Let’s spice it up some more

The Sweeney are cruising Brixton, created another Belfast

And J.R.'s advising Thatcher on lighting, make up and cast

A thousand camera lenses point at the people’s pain

As millions of mindless morons watch the action replay again

Action replay again

Softly, softly, into your life, you’re held in it’s brilliant glow

Softly, softly, feeding itself on the you you’ll never know

You’re life’s reduced to nothing, but an empty media game

Big Brother ain’t watching you mate, you’re fucking watching him