Under The Flag I - Fad Gadget

Well the story begins on the Isle of Dogs

In a time of world recession

There’s a queue a mile long for every job

Young hopes deep in depression

Well our anti-hero's coy

Such a weak-willed boy

He follows his nose, not his head

So the lap-dog finds a mate

And makes his first mistake

She winds up in a hospital bed

Now the baby’s doing fine

But daddy hasn’t got the time

He’ll drink himself oblivious

Then return and hit the wife

She’ll attack him with a knife

Oh the script is so damned obvious

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Survival leads men to do foolish things

And yes he was a fool

He thought he’d try working for the government

A civil service tool

Now the boy is doing fine

But he’ll have to toe the line

His orders are from high above

'Cos when you’re working for the state

You can sell your life to fate

You’re not working anymore for love

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