Tell me how to do it
Tell me where to climb
Tell me where to aim my kick
Show me where to sign
Tell me where to punch my weight
Tell me how to shake my fate
Tell me how to shimmy like a queen
But trigger not the hairy
Trigger not the vain
See it, say it, sort it out
Chug-chug-chug on every train
The wakey-wakey station
In your computer voice
Cancer cakes and sandwiches
What a tasty choice!
Wave your wand and shrink me down
Till everything gets small
Now I have disgraced myself
Make me taste the wall
Hide your own corruption, mate
Yes, you know it's there
Lurking with the sense of shame
Tangled in your hair
I want life to be simple
Baby steps on slime
I want to take my baby steps
One slip at a time
So cover me in shrinkwrap
Send me back to school
You believe in safetyism
Woopy-doopy-doo
Hypnotise with lullabies
And lie with baby talk
You've hidden the invisible
Your fizzog is risible
We barely live at all
What if safetyism isn't safe at all?
What if safetyism isn't safe at all?