Sneer and jeer and call me a queer
Act like you're tough when you're really in fear
Can't you see it's the same for me?
I'll never be what you want me to be...
Your home your life it’s not for me
Cult of domesticity
Has the beer and the Prozac gone to your head?
Can't you see you’re the living dead?
Watching TV in the living room
Box of Ignorance hides the doom.
(chorus)


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