Western Dream

Gather round and listen and I'll tell you how's it's done

How they manage to make idiots out of everyone

Take a human population with their hunger and their pain

And the weaknesses that cripple them again and again

Invent a splendid party where dreams can be won

And with bright flashing lights, the heartaches are gone

With sex and with money and with everything for free

Then show tantalising glimpses every night on TV

Watch the dirty hands that laboured hard for you

Stretching out like children for a crumb that they can chew

Give a car and video and a little bit to spare

And go on promising that more could all be theirs

Ch: All lies, all lies, all schemes all schemes

Every winner means a looser in the western dream

The producer swears silently it cannot be heard

And the camera crew are muttering those four letter words

Another take is needed so the show can go on

With a patronising smile and a popular song

They tell when to laugh, they tell you when to cheer

So the audience at home will get the right idea

They watch like children left out of a playground gang

Conforming their lives the way they hope will get them in

Ch: All lies, all lies, all schemes all schemes

Every winner means a looser in the western dream

It seems to me sometimes there's only two ways to choose

In this whirlpool made of a thousands years

Either live in these ghettos and know your place

Or you trample over everyone in the human race

I wish we could find another way to go

Without the Ghost of Cain in everything we do

The bitterness in failure and the dirt in success

This is our choice