Brainwashed

The washing machine is running With all our brains inside Getting a good old washing From the Media powder on the side The box says use two scoopfuls How much more cr*p do our brains require Surely if they’re washed some more They will not be able to enquire Our thoughts are rinsed away Then the softener hits us hard Making us believe in lies The truth for us is marred We are each and everybody Brainwashed every passing day By the Media and Politicians As we work to earn their pay