Lyrics: The Indelicates. Be Afraid Of Your Parents.

It?s been a marvellous party, marvellous guests
Discussing the decline of the decadent West
The nibbles and wine we are disarmed and impressed
By the charming men in uniform

It?s been a wonderful evening we?ve exchanged our views
How the Zionists doesn?t mean the Jews
And the single step, did we feel confused
By the charming men in uniform

Be afraid of your parents, be afraid of their clever friends
I?ve read this book before and darling I can tell you how it ends
Be afraid of the line they teach you, be afraid of the way it goes
You?d be amazed at what you can raise to something everybody knows

We?ve read our Jacques Derrida, our Michel Foucault
We?ve averted our eyes from the atrocity show
It?s better to beat up on the devil that you know
Than the charming men in uniform

Or give praise to the empty heaven above
And reject the sword and embrace the dove
I see the world suffused with love
And the charming men in uniform

Be afraid of your parents, be afraid of their clever friends
I?ve read this book before and darling I can tell you how it ends
Be afraid of the line they teach you, be afraid of the way it goes
You?d be amazed at what you can raise to something everybody knows

Be afraid of your parents, be afraid of their clever friends
I?ve read this book before and honey I can tell you how it ends
Be afraid of the line they teach you, be afraid of the way it goes
You?d be amazed at what you can raise to something everybody knows