Shame

We were all brought up in shame
Ashamed that the other guy's dead not me
Ashamed of our grime
The Shame of our weeds

Ashamed all the time 

Of the things that we eat
Ashamed of our shirts - they're not Ben Sherman's

Ashamed of the work we do to make earnings
Ashamed of our dirt - ashamed of the Germans
We were ashamed from our heads to our toes
I'll show you my shame if you'll show me yours
Guilty of course, but guilt's more dignified

Guilty as thieves - we stole and we lied
Shame feels like you swallowed yourself and died
Ashamed of our sex
Ashamed of our bodies
We're up to our necks
In shame to be honest

Ashamed of our cousins
Ashamed of our race
Ashamed of our country
Ashamed to the face
Ashamed of our mothers
Ashamed of our dads
They weren't like the lovers
In the tv ads
Ashamed of our language
Ashamed of our books
Ashamed of our hair
The way our teeth looked
The way that we danced
The way that we fucked
Ashamed to be bullied
Ashamed to fight back
Ashamed to be white
Ashamed to be black
Ashamed to be poor illiterate trash
Ashamed not to have any spare cash

Where did it go this shameful state?
The dirty fingernail reek of incestuos debilitation
It's stamped on our foreheads
When we make new mates
And we become their play pets
A contrast to their tans
They laugh at our ineptness
Mock our attitudes
Snigger at our deafness
And our ineptitude
'Cos everything we're lacking
They harbour in abundance
But they want our dirt to make them
Somehow fucking cool
They don't want our Shame though
Just our prison chic
Whilst we take the blame they
Get to feel unique

Ashamed of our noses

Ashamed of our hair

Ashamed of our houses
Ashamed of our car
Ashamed of our snot
Ashamed of who we are

Ashamed of ourselves
Of who we are not.


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