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Sentences from a Prison
They fuck you up your Ma and Pa
and mine did a killer job on me,
with their frantic need to seem bourgeois
stuffed me full of inhibitions, see?
They imprisoned me inside my head
with their injunctions on public act
with nervous Ma " Oh, they'll cut me dead! "
" If you " to me " don't behave, with tact..."
My mother " Come away don't speak with him
or them or those or her don't skip be still
be quiet, I'll smack, (she never did) but looks can kill...
Be sure to say please and thank you
but be quiet till spoken too, mind your P's & Q's
don't fidget, keep your hands away from..." as I grew
I became withdrawn and knew I'd been
imprisoned in my mind. I doubt I'm the only one
my parents were imprisoned too.
and mine did a killer job on me,
with their frantic need to seem bourgeois
stuffed me full of inhibitions, see?
They imprisoned me inside my head
with their injunctions on public act
with nervous Ma " Oh, they'll cut me dead! "
" If you " to me " don't behave, with tact..."
My mother " Come away don't speak with him
or them or those or her don't skip be still
be quiet, I'll smack, (she never did) but looks can kill...
Be sure to say please and thank you
but be quiet till spoken too, mind your P's & Q's
don't fidget, keep your hands away from..." as I grew
I became withdrawn and knew I'd been
imprisoned in my mind. I doubt I'm the only one
my parents were imprisoned too.
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