Make your mind up


You walk the streets nightly
Looking for that woman
You see her face and start fumbling in your pockets
She promises you a good time
It’s the sort of attention that you’ve ‘needed’
She calls you by name, you know her through fame
You pull in as someone pulls out
Wipe yourself off and go home to your wife

Make your mind up
What are you living for?

You go home and beat your wife
Blood stains the carpets, the ceilings and the walls
Pans fly across each room, words sweep away more than a broom
She lies on the tiles emotionally and physically afflicted
She weeps as you force her to wash away the blood
In the morning she plasters on her make up
As you start to uniform up and leave for work
Work – you fight for women’s rights

Make your mind up
What are you living for?

You’re a big preacher man, head of a congregation
You preach the word, discouraging a jilted frame of mind
Sermon finished, you go home
Ignite a spliff, enlighten your mind
Cough up your lungs till your eyes go blind
You façade a clean slate
And when next Sunday comes round
You damn other people to the underground

Make your mind up
What are you living for?

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