There are no children any more
Just fashion accessories
Designer products
Chosen babies for the chosen few
There are no children any more
Just housing points
And easy answers
The stark joys of single parenthood
There are no children any more
Just lambs dressed as mutton
Fashion freaks fanning forbidden flames
While weak men think thoughts taboo
There are no children any more
Just cash cows and milk tokens
Housing benefit and income support
Good currency, in a world of cheap cider and rolling tobacco
There are no children any more
Just the add-mans target customer
Cynically they manipulate pliable minds
They create the politics of want
There are no children any more
Just psycho-killers to be
Violent by-products of the video age
Lost between fact and fiction, they play their game
There are no children any more
Just sugar coated killing machines
The carriers of death
Martyrs to a cause they’ll never understand
There are no children any more
Just consumable commodities
Weak and ready
To be used and abused
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