ITS OWN Animal - Little Fascist Heart

Well you laugh at the fat girls to bring them down a peg
And you're picking on some little kid who's playing by your shed
And you talk down the gays and the immigrants and friends
And you blame it on the other guy for how your story ends

So you'll meet up in the cafe with some folk who look like you
And without the slightest effort you'll decide who made you loose
As your guy comes on the TV, and he's pouring out his scorn
For everyone who dares to come from where he wasn't born

But it's time to make your tea, and settle down your fascist little heart
Its rosy in the glow of faded dusty dreams of 1953 when everything was right
When everything was right

So you're shouting at those teenagers for playing on your street
While they're picking on some other by who's mind they cannot read
You're an expert curtain twitcher, a martyr to the cause
You've got your plans, you've got your schemes, all that's missing is applause
And it's

Time to make the tea, and settle down before you blow a fuse
Its rosy in the glow of faded dusty dreams of 1953 when everything was right

Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home

Its rosy in the glow of faded dusty dreams of 1953
So try to settle down your broken little soul, you never were quite whole
You never
You never
You never were quite whole
You never were quite whole

Astrid?

Written by:
Garry Minto

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