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Lyrics

Sweep it under the rug,

Race to cover it up,

Whitewash the writing off the wall.


Censored, redacted,

Cut up & adapted.

Tell us what we should believe.



Tell me a lie,

If the truth ain’t half as sweet.

Sell me a story,

Because I just can’t handle the reality.


Dance around the elephants,

Dazzle with your elegance.

Distraction and sleight of hand.


Moralised, inspected,

Sanitised and corrected.

What bliss ignorance can be.