You’re telling me that if I really
Dare to have a choice
That bad stuff’s gonna happen
In that oh so sincere voice
See this skin? This is my wall
And you ain’t coming in
What goes on inside or doesn’t
Isn’t down to sin..
It’s my little slice of freedom
The place that chains don’t fit
And this head that you try working on
Will never buy the shit
That was sold to you to fill the hole
That isn’t really there
Each to their placebo
But there’s no Jesus to care..
And if there was, d’you think he’d like you
Preying ON the weak
And vulnerable instead of praying
FOR their souls to keep?
You make me sick with double standards
And how you spin those lines
We all know you need sugar to turn
Water into wine..
Fixing things that just aren’t broken
Can’t be justified
With your Victorian values
Why d’you think they’ve all but died?!
You will not kill our right to choose
You’ll just push it underground
Maybe that’s the plan, eh?
A few less of ‘us’ around?
So can you pass me that coat hanger
And a bottle of gin?
Run a steaming bath
And I’ll climb right in
And then I guess I pray to your god
That I’ll get out again?
I would’ve used the butchers
But he’s booked til who knows when..
Everybody makes mistakes
And it ain’t a fucking crime
If your condom splits or you’re off your tits
Or didn’t take your pill on time
Or you’re just not ready for parenthood
Or your relationship is shite
Or your pregnancy’s abnormal
Or you were chosen as a victim of rape one night
Or your career is more important
Or your life is on the skids
Or it’s just down to the simple fact
That you don’t want any kids
So feel free to wash your own brain
But don’t make others bear the brunt
Of the fact that you’re a bitter, god-fearing
Right wing fucking cunt.