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Showbiz For The Ugly
Andrew Wainwright
Rap about politics, includes pella and beat.
showbiz for the ugly
it’s the only real name
for the clowns getting down
gonna screw this town
in what they call the politics game
from the puppet on the left
to the puppet on the right
to the puppet on the telly
on election night
can we survive
this mass psychosis?
toupees and the halitosis
well i’m a cynic
and my hearts not in it
it’s been broken many times before
cos life’s a bitch
unless you’re really rich
in a world
of the really poor
in the land of the blind
one eyed king of the mind
and the body and soul
it’s a game of control
but you gotta laugh
that’s the bottom line
comedy is after all
just tragedy plus time
showbiz for the ugly
and every trade up wife
gotta ignore
the rotten to the core
and do something better with your life
now in this world of plastic
where everything is fake
the monsters in our nightmares
and when we are awake
but where do these guys come from?
we seek and so we find
and every scary movie
is written in the mind
the age of mediocre
the quick and dirty fix
as people riot downtown
with their petrol bombs and bricks
behind my boarded window
i hide myself away
i know longer care if i have free speech
cos i’ve nothing much to say
so if there’s gonna be a fight
why try and put it off?
why beat about the bush
with journalistic froth
my left brain and my right brain
are on talking terms no more
there’s a badger cull
within my skull
in my head, there’s civil war
it’s showbiz for the ugly
some famous person said
i’ll change the channel
on tv
be free
and go to bed
showbiz for the ugly
it’s the only real name
for the clowns getting down
gonna screw this town
in what they call the politics game
from the puppet on the left
to the puppet on the right
to the puppet on the telly
on election night
can we survive
this mass psychosis?
toupees and the halitosis
well i’m a cynic
and my hearts not in it
it’s been broken many times before
cos life’s a bitch
unless you’re really rich
in a world
of the really poor
in the land of the blind
one eyed king of the mind
and the body and soul
it’s a game of control
but you gotta laugh
that’s the bottom line
comedy is after all
just tragedy plus time
showbiz for the ugly
and every trade up wife
gotta ignore
the rotten to the core
and do something better with your life
now in this world of plastic
where everything is fake
the monsters in our nightmares
and when we are awake
but where do these guys come from?
we seek and so we find
and every scary movie
is written in the mind
the age of mediocre
the quick and dirty fix
as people riot downtown
with their petrol bombs and bricks
behind my boarded window
i hide myself away
i know longer care if i have free speech
cos i’ve nothing much to say
so if there’s gonna be a fight
why try and put it off?
why beat about the bush
with journalistic froth
my left brain and my right brain
are on talking terms no more
there’s a badger cull
within my skull
in my head, there’s civil war
it’s showbiz for the ugly
some famous person said
i’ll change the channel
on tv
be free
and go to bed