Lyrics

ROCKET SALAD

Dinner guests arrive,the chattering class
Bearing gifts of Times supplement wines
A semi-detached with no toys on the lawn
Practised surprise and sycophantic replies.
Support the soldier they say, oppose the war
I say a platitude for the middle class whore
It's a steal from the radio put away for safe keeping
In your dinner party bottom drawer.

With their blood on your hands
You cry "they don't kill in my name"
But we got your name when we took your vote.
You cry "Don't hold me responsible
for all the madness that's done in my name"
But we got your name when we took your vote.


Get the kids in the catchment school
Two weeks in corfu, you got your
Marble kitchens and your Habitat chairs
And your sun dried tomato and rocket salad
point of view.

So you don't agree with all this corporate greed
Globilisation comes from some other power
Your consumer purchase and your pension penny
Well the bad dollar and dime come rollin' home to you.

So you save all the plastics, the paper and glass
Recycle the headlines of suicide blasts.
And your Fair Trade coffee helps you
Sleep so soundly at night.
Recycle the headlines of suicide blasts