Who was that on the window ledge?

Did he jump or was he pushed?

He left a note which no one read

In desperate hand the note just said:

"Never turn my back on society

Society turn is back on me.

Never tried once to drop out,

I just couldn't get in from the start."

The children all played clever games

The grown-ups gave them clever names

Turned them all from very young

On to the drug competition

Feed them T.V. everyday

Teach them just how they should play

For the ones that start to stray

Cut them off till they obey

Our little friend was not the type

To want to have to stand and fight

Bully boys all could pick

Upon the lonely little kid

The grown ups all looked hard and long

Said "He's got two feet he can stand on"

We never like the sickly ones

The boisterous ones are much more fun

He found it hard to socialize

Cause when he laughed or want he cried

In the wrong place he'd be chastised

An idiot to be despised

Never learnt to play the game the way

That your supposed to play

Never learnt the things to say

Or lock emotion safe away

Who was that on the window ledge?

Did he jump or was he pushed?

He left a note which no one read

In desperate hand the note just said:

"Never turn my back on society

Society turn is back on me.

All the world can not be wrong

It must be me I don't belong."

"All the world can not be wrong

It must be me I don't belong"

"All the world can not be wrong

It must be me I don't belong"

"All the world can not be wrong

It must be me I don't belong"

"All the world can not be wrong

It must be me I don't belong"

--

The unfree child is full of woe

Into the unfree adult he will grow

Have unfree children of is own

On and on and so it goes

Take your hands from off your genitals

Eat those greens and grow up strong

Don't piss yourself it's very naughty

Stephen, Stephen don't you shine

Don't speak now we are talking

Not a word less you disgrace

There's people listening

Don't embarrass us

And never let us catch you masturbate

--

When I was a baby my mummy told me

If I was a bad boy daddy would scold me

When I was a baby my mummy lectured

If I was a good boy I would be rewarded

Mummy, daddy, what more would you expected

In your eyes I'm not to be respected

Take you on but I'm just one reflection

Of the values that you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's gone

To a place where I can't go

A place that's cloaked in thy mystery

Of corporate identity

Supermarkets and three pike suits

My mummy's gone

My mummy's gone

When I was a little girl my mummy told me

Had to make an effort to make myself pretty

Got to get a husband, got to have a baby

Got to be a credit to the rest of the family

Mummy, daddy, what more would you expected

In your eyes I'm not to be respected

Take you on but I'm just one reflection

Of the values that you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's gone

To a place where I can't go

A place that's cloaked in thy mystery

Of corporate identity

Supermarkets and three pike suits

My mummy's gone

My mummy's gone

Now that I'm older, I know that you scared me

But I don't hold it against you, though it damage me sorley

I know you're a victim just just like me

You can feel the pressure just just like me

Mummy, daddy, what more would you expected

In your eyes I'm not to be respected

Take you on but I'm just one reflection

Of the values that you hold and the way you see them

My mummy's gone

To a place where I can't go

A place that's cloaked in thy mystery

Of corporate identity

Supermarkets and three pike suits

My mummy's gone

My mummy's gone