Armies

Every scene you see is obscene

The spoken word should never be head

And every nude soon subdued

Every thought end in nought

And every scene you see is obscene

The spoken word should never be heard

And every nude soon subdued

And every thought should end in nought

We're pushing up daises, we're falling apart

Their armies are marching, we're playing the part

The censors are coming to cut at your heart

The censors are pointing before you can start

And every scene is seen as obscene

The spoken word should never be heard

And every nude soon subdued

And every thought should end in nought

Their armies are marching, the censors are coming

A little beginning, depend who's defending

Depend on who's listening

Depend who's defending

Depend on whose listening