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Charlie and the Propaganda Myth Machine

This song is by Million Dead and appears on the album A Song to Ruin (2003).

If every child chased dreams of
Societal reorganization
In place of sweet wrappers and escape

Then we would see Mr. Cadbury's enlightened industrialism
For what it really fucking is - social morphine
We'd have ourselves a preschool army

Walt Disney
Is pushing social and sexual hierarchy
My bed-time stories like a GMTV gomulka

Slumbering in my jimmy-jammies
My wondrous imagination
Long since closed and put away

Willy Wonka was a capitalist confidence trickster
A poster boy for neo-liberalism
A full-stop on revolt

See, the BFG, a propagandist
For an unaccountable regime
Orwell's vision with a wrinkled face
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice

My first McDonald's visit, a vaccination
The time my parents took me to the school (?) clinic
Handed me over
To the teacher, school nurse, whatever

Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice

I too
Got sucked in by the myth machine
Unattainable

But I just wish we weren't so fucking mindless
Little more suspicion in our fairy tales, please

Drowned in
Recurring nightmare of causal influence
Little more suspicion in our fairy tales, please

But I just wish we weren't so fucking mindless
Little more suspicion in our fairy tales, please

Mum and dad
I'm sorry, I won't do what Enid Blyton tells me
Little more suspicion in our fairy tales, please

Our jealousy at their opportunity
The once weak will one day rule this world
Little more suspicion in our fairy tales, please

'Cause the monsters underneath the bed
Are merely jaded failings