#wallies — Public Fediverse posts on home.social

Anyone out there remember this classic from the 1980s by British Poet, Singer, Songwriter Anne Clark?

In a beer gut belly
In a open fly
Brilcremed, acrylic, mindless boys
Punching, kicking, making noise

From the cradle to the city streets
They spill out their aggression
By punching what they don't understand
And stopping all forms of expression

Teaching each other to be men
By spewing in the street
Well now I know just what to do
To make my man complete !

Against the power of their misguidance
We must learn to fight
To be just what we want to be
Morning, noon and night

Night is for the hunters
And the hunted are you and me
Hunted for just having
Some from of identity

Night is for the hunters
And the hunted are you and me
Hunted for just having
Some individuality .