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Lies
by
Moon Joyce
Lies, it's all lies
Lies, it's all lies
Call it anything
you want
Package it with style
But it still lies
It's all lies
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Can you imagine your daughter on the page
Her
womanhood betrayed at such a tender age?
You think you're able to save her
from the rage
of power-starving cowards who grow up learning to crave
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All those lies, lovely lies
Call it anything you want
Package it with style
But it still lies
Power lies
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"It's just a magazine, a harmless pocket book
It can't
be dangerous, if all I do is look
I am an adult, I have my right to buy
Anything I want to, and you've no right to try to call it |
Lies, dirty lies
I say, call it anything you want
You
can package it with style
Try to hide it from the kids
You mustn't let
their eyes
See all the lies, pretty lies, image lies
Call it anything you want
Package it with style
But it
still lies, power lies
Dirty lies.
From the album The Infinite Edge by Moon
Joyce, Moonstone Music. Used by permission.
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