Every Home a Prison Lyrics

Rejoice friends!



Big government is over.

From now on, instead of Community,

You will be left in the market place,

To fend for yourselves, claw for yourselves,

Stab for yourselves, guard for yourselves

What little money, savings, dignity and shelter You

have left.



After your jobs are downsized and exported to Mexico,

Tennis shoes made by slaves in camps in Indonesia,

Computer jobs sent across the ocean to Indonesia...

You will be next unless you bow down in the garboots

And throw your benefits away, your raises away...

And this is all you have to look forward to,

Forever and ever and ever

As more and more benefits are slashed.



No more "tax and spend" welfare state.

The windfall from tax cuts for the rich is more

And more people out in the cold on the street.

Begging for money.

And when that doesn't work:

Robbing people

Car jacking

Home invasion.

Everyone taught that life is so cheap,

And there's nothing to look forward to,

Except what you can score

And smoke in a pipe



Ending welfare as we know it

Means third would crime

As we know it



So why is it all these young people today

Misbehave

Misbehave

Misbehave?



Don't they appreciate the world we've built for them?

Crappy jobs, dod eat dog, no compassion in the

marketplace.

If you like school, you'll love work.

Instead they ditch school

And hang out on the street.

Yob culture, Young hooligans.

Everywhere you look, on TV anyway,

And in the newspaper,

More and more people

Will pour in the streets

As their rents go up

And job opportunities go down.

So we have to keep them down

Before they rise up and burn our

House of cards to the ground.



It's just the cost of doing business

In third world countries where we keep the peasants

down.

We have to live in armed compounds, with armed guards,

Play tennis at gunpoint



A different route to work behind bulletproof glass each

day,

But hey, the more the hordes hate you the more status

you've got.

Why not do this with the whole world?

With GATT treaties, downsizing...

But what about those goddamned hooligans in the street?

We stole their future?!

It's all their fault!

We must lock them up

But there is no room in the jails

So the best way to sweep them away:

Make every home a prison today!

Curfew, Curfew!

Who cares how much our leaders are corrupt,

As long as they are tough on crime...

Curfew...

Keep them away!

Curfew...

No longer unauthorised activity



You can't leave your home without an electronic ankle

bracelet.

Young offenders must be tagged and watched at all

times.

Tag their parents with bracelets too if they don't

obey.

For that matter tag them at work and make them stay...



The main enemy,

Terrorist threat,

Is your own children...



Think about it:

The music they listen to

That tells them the world is bad.

It's the songs that are the problem

Not the violence outside

Keep them locked up!

Keep them in curfew...

Put them away!

Don't let them out!



We are tougher on crime,

before the election.

We want a national law

Establishing children's bedtimes.

Bedtime Patrol,

We'll check up on you...

Bedtime Patrol,

Make sure that your bracelet is on.

The nanny state:

To reach down your pants and check to see if you've

been

Moistening yourself with any unauthorised substance

without permission



Tag them!

Curfew them!

Keep them down!

Keep them at home!

At school!

To rent a video on the way home

And stay home.

Just like at work...

Do not gather after dark...

Curfew!

It's such a family oriented word.

A much more acceptable smiling soft word.

A much more pallatable concept,



THAN MARTIAL LAW!



Put your bracelets on

You are safer when you are watched

Don't go outside

You'll set the alarm off!

Curfew

Forever

And ever and ever!