If every child chased dreams of societal reorganization
In place of sweet wrappers and escape
Then we would see Mr. Cadbury's
Enlightened industrialism for what it really f*cking is
Social morphine, we'd have ourselves a preschool army
Walt Disney is pushing social and sexual hierarchy
My bedtime stories like a GMTV Gomulka
Slumbering in my jimmy-jammies
My wondrous imagination long since closed and put away
Willy Wonka was a capitalist confidence trickster
A poster boy for neoliberalism
A full-stop on revolt
And the BFG a propagandist for an unaccountable regime
Orwell's vision with a wrinkled face
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
My first McDonald's visit a vaccination
Like the time my parents took me to the school/clinic and handed me over to the teacher/nurse
Whatever
I too got sucked in by the myth machine
Unattainable, but I just wish we weren't so f*cking mindless
Drowned in a recurring nightmare of causal influence
A little more suspicion in our fairy tales please
Mum and dad, I'm sorry, I won't do what Enid Blyton told me
Our jealousy at their opportunity
The once weak will one day rule this world
The monsters underneath the bed are merely jaded failings
Million Dead - Charlie + The Propaganda Myth Machine Lyrics
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If every child chased dreams of societal reorganization
In place of sweet wrappers and escape
Then we would see Mr. Cadbury's
Enlightened industrialism for what it really f*cking is
Social morphine, we'd have ourselves a preschool army
Walt Disney is pushing social and sexual hierarchy
My bedtime stories like a GMTV Gomulka
Slumbering in my jimmy-jammies
My wondrous imagination long since closed and put away
Willy Wonka was a capitalist confidence trickster
A poster boy for neoliberalism
A full-stop on revolt
And the BFG a propagandist for an unaccountable regime
Orwell's vision with a wrinkled face
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
My first McDonald's visit a vaccination
Like the time my parents took me to the school/clinic and handed me over to the teacher/nurse
Whatever
I too got sucked in by the myth machine
Unattainable, but I just wish we weren't so f*cking mindless
Drowned in a recurring nightmare of causal influence
A little more suspicion in our fairy tales please
Mum and dad, I'm sorry, I won't do what Enid Blyton told me
Our jealousy at their opportunity
The once weak will one day rule this world
The monsters underneath the bed are merely jaded failings
In place of sweet wrappers and escape
Then we would see Mr. Cadbury's
Enlightened industrialism for what it really f*cking is
Social morphine, we'd have ourselves a preschool army
Walt Disney is pushing social and sexual hierarchy
My bedtime stories like a GMTV Gomulka
Slumbering in my jimmy-jammies
My wondrous imagination long since closed and put away
Willy Wonka was a capitalist confidence trickster
A poster boy for neoliberalism
A full-stop on revolt
And the BFG a propagandist for an unaccountable regime
Orwell's vision with a wrinkled face
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
My first McDonald's visit a vaccination
Like the time my parents took me to the school/clinic and handed me over to the teacher/nurse
Whatever
I too got sucked in by the myth machine
Unattainable, but I just wish we weren't so f*cking mindless
Drowned in a recurring nightmare of causal influence
A little more suspicion in our fairy tales please
Mum and dad, I'm sorry, I won't do what Enid Blyton told me
Our jealousy at their opportunity
The once weak will one day rule this world
The monsters underneath the bed are merely jaded failings
Writer: Benjamin Russell Erring Dawson, Cameron David Dean, Julia Ruzicka, Francis Edward Turner
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group