Middle Class Heroes

Middle Class Heroes Lyrics

(Hello, what have we here?)
(A young lady!)
(To what do I owe this pleasant surprise my pretty one?)
(How may I be of service this dark and wintry night?)
(Ah, I see... you wish me to look into the future, your future)
(After GCSEs, A-levels, University...)
(After your first badly paid job in advertising)
(Okay my pretty... just cross my palm with plastic, and I'll see what I
can do)
(Wait!)
(The fog is lifting...)
I see oriental paper globes
hanging like decomposing cocoons
While exotic candles overload
the musty air with their stale perfumes
And I see lentils, beans, seaweed and rice
in jars on the window-sill
And it ain't hardly enough to feed the mice
running behind the lines of allergy pills
All these things will come to pass
when heroes of the middle-class
face up to their responsibilities
I see and Indian fertility god
he's got thirty seven limbs to spare
And tasteless tie-dyed tablecloths
that double up as evening wear
And I see naked bodies twist and turn
on the futon of dreams fulfilled
But their three-year-old kid seems unconcerned
He'd rather swallow all those allergy pills
All these things will come to pass
when heroes of the middle-class
face up to their responsibilities
I see unspeakable vulgarity
institutionalised mediocrity
infinite tragedy
Rise up little souls - join the doomed army
Fight the good fight - wage the unwinnable war
Elegance against ignorance
Difference against indifference
Wit against sh*t
My words fly up to heaven, my thoughts remain below
Words said without feeling never to heaven go...
All these things will come to pass
when heroes of the middle-class
face up, repent, and pay the price
for accidentally creating life
An oversight for which they must atone
and sacrifice their own