Chumbawamba Flesh & Blood & Feelings lyrics

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Flesh & Blood & Feelings by Chumbawamba Margaret thatcher lives in ronald reagan's underpants She's been there for eight years cooking up her plan To make the uk like big brother usa Where selfmade men run everything and this is what they say "once upon a time, we had an idea Mr big thought it was a damn good idea Together we made the idea strong And before too long they could do no wrong As the idea grew, the number of poeple who dug our idea grew too We had a graphic designed who know just what to do He made it plain and simple, red, white, and blue" Red is the blood of the butchered indians White is anglo-american apartheid Blue is the "gee, I'll die for my country" mentality That made it all possible Our history, made from other people's misery Our history, built on other people's poverty A present, the world into which we were born I say, I say, I say, what's the biggest thing in the world today? It's the myth that men are big, that includes us lads The myth that we've got a rocket down our pants When I was ten years old I was bought and sold On films, tv, books, and comics pushing myths about mr. big Rock it! "to be someone in this world you gotta have a big, big penis. not much else matters, just as long as you got a wapping great wanger. the bigger it is, the bigger you are, and you gotta use it!" Mr big's the bigger it is the more power it packs Mr. big's shiny prick nuclear dick How do we measure up to it? At the age of twelve I thought to myself, "it's gonna grow" For the next seven years I kept a check of things down below It didn't grow Now look at me on the front of this record Admittedly it's not erect But even allowing for exaggeration there's no comparison with This microphone, sylvester stallone Electric guitars, sports cars Errol flynn, jimmy hill's chin Stars and stripes and rubber pipes F-111 bombers and the contras Post office tower penis power Muscles and sweat cigarettes Ronald reagan's smile cruise missiles Fourteen, fifteen, going on sixteen No growth down below if you know what I mean I kept it very quiet, I felt a lot embarrassed I didn't like going in public toilets At school I skipped showers The state separatism of an all-boys school I couldn't relate to girls, there were different rules I just wanted to kiss girls, put my hand up their dress They did right not to like it, 'cause women are not fuckin' objects Like with anything else which we keep to ourselves We end up taking it out on somebody else It becomes a big thing without being big at all I felt very inadequate, confused, and small We hide our feelings, our flesh and our blood Start putting out mr. tough To be larger than life, more than just flesh and blood Like the dickheads at shool, at gigs and in pubs We pretend it doesn't hurt as we beat each other up In our confusion we want to be more than flesh and blood Like the good guys on tv, we pretend to have no feelings It's easier to avoid the emotional scenes So when it comes to our lives we do not see who we're hurting Like the good guys on tv we don't know our own feelings All I needed was demystification And it's as simple as this We're flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less I say, I say, I say, what's the biggest idea in the world today? Us losing sight of feeling reality, instead, putting our faith in democracy Churchill died in 1965, but God and country survived As a lad I was full of it, it took me twenty years to see through it The state freedom which keeps us in our place Which keeps us blind to how governments operate And gives us war to cover our insignificance And gives thatcher what she wanted A vote of thanks, victory for britain, oppression with a smile Everybody's happy, the union jack's on the jack again over port stanley Young growing lads are watching every move To see how they measure up Growing up confused, like I did 'cause their minds are being messed up The pretending becomes the reality as we turn out the lights Turn on the power and fuck the consequences The reality of rape and violence From the bedrooms to the backstreets And the mass-manufactured murder From the boardrooms to the battlefields The reality of their freedom Behind the smiles, the lies, the celebrations The price of trying to forget ourselves Trying to hide but still being racked with pain Such is the life they would have us lead To kill or be killed for their idea Where's the freedom, I ask, in being told what to do? And living in constant fear? If we're ever gonna change this thing We've got to try and find a way from within Within our heads, amidst our own confusion there must be something Something real, a feeling which is not for sale Which they can't drown A love for each other, and a will to resist the people who will try to keep us down Like northern ireland, nicaragua, grenada, libya The free world penis power intervention is so similar Where flesh and blood and feeling people Fighting for their lives, trying to resist Are tortured and killed by democracies and labelled terrorists Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less Peoplekind just trying to find some sense in all of this mess Something real, a feeling which will never be for sale A love for each other, a will to resist those who will build our prison walls Flesh and blood and feelings, nothing more and nothing less (repeat and fade)


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