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I know I'm artificial
But don't put the blame on me
I was reared with appliances
In a consumer society

When I put on my make-up
The pretty little mask not me
That's the way a girl should be

Genetic Engineering Lyrics

Genetic engineering
Could create an unknown life-force
That could us exterminate
Could create the perfect race
As our subordinated slave

I know you're antiseptic
Your deodorant smells nice
I'd like to get to know you
But you're deep frozen like the ice

He's a germ free adolescent
Cleanliness is her obsession
Cleans her teeth ten times a day

I am a poseur and I don't care
I like to make people stare
I am a poseur and I don't care
I like to make people stare

Exhibition is the name
Voyeurism is the game
Stereoscopic is the show

I can't write and I can't sing, I can't do anything
I can't read and I can't spell, I can't even get to hell
I can't love and I can't hate, I can't even hesitate
I can't dance and I can't walk, I can't even try to talk

Freddy tried to strangle me with my plastic popper beads
But I hit him back, with my pet rat
Yeah I hit him back, with my pet rat

I live off you, and you live off me
And the whole world lives off of everybody

See we gotta be exploited, see we gotta be exploited
By somebody, by somebody, by somebody

Cat ate the rat, while the pimp beat the whore
And she just screams out for more and more

Identity
Is the crisis
Can't you see
Identity identity

When you look in the mirror
Do you see yourself
Do you see yourself

India, India, India
India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India

I'm a pauper bereft of spiritual vision
Looking for a guru such a decision
India, India, India
Clarified butter from the holy cow

It's dark and eerie
And it's really late
Come on kid's don't hesitate
We're going down to the underground
We're going down we're going down
To the underground

The hades ladies are dressed to kill

You are just a concept
You are just a dream
You're just a reflection
Of the new regime

You are just a symbol
You are just theme
You're just another figure

1977 and we are going mad
It's 1977 and we've seen too many ads
1977 and we're gonna show them all
That apathy's a drag

My mind is like a plastic bag
That corresponds to all those ads
It sucks up all the rubbish

I clambered over mounds and mounds
Of polystyrene foam
Then fell into a swimming pool
Filled with fairy snow

And watched the world turn
Day-glo you know you know
The world turned day-glo you know

Warrior in woolworths
Humble he may seem
Behind his serville innocence
He plots and he schemes

He's the rebel on the underground
She's the rebel of the modern town
He's the rebel on the underground