I watch the T.V. , I see the Adverts.
They tell me how to live my life the person I ought to be.
I read the papers, Magazines of Fashion.
They show me visions of the Norm I just can`t hope to achieve.
Under the table I wear my label, Cos I`m not able to identify myself.
Present the image that is expected and just a symbol of imaginary wealth.
Umbro, Armani, Get out your cheque books,
And make another contribution to the social divide.
Ben Sherman, Reebok. Take out a bank loan.
I`m under pressure from the primitive side.
Mommy Mommy I want the new shirt just like Tommy !
Get the mother through the mind of the child.
I need the right things so I can fit in,
Cos children can be cruel and so receptive to hype.
I wear the make up, I use the skin cream,
I eat the diet to stay pretty and young.
I want a figure just like the models,
So I go out to the bathroom and I throw it all up.
Out in the disco I drink the right things,
Label to front so that everybody can see.
Holsten and Fosters, Bacardi Breezers,
I only take the drugs that they sell on T.V.
I`ve seen the movie, I`ve bought the T-shirt,
So now I`m just another product like the rest on the shelf.
I know I`m J.D. or am I Tommy ?
But I`ve got half an hours free talk time to express myself.
I walk the tightrope between the logos,
Iwear the symbol of the age but I don`t know what it means.
I`m independent in my thinking,
So don`t you mess with me cos I`m my own can of beans.