The pressure to look good
Has never been stronger
Never been more urgent
Than where we are today
Never been more fashion programmes
More hunger to look good
the pressure
in your face on the telly
in your guts and your belly
as they suck it out
ten tons of it they said
colonic
detox
radox in your hot bath
your havin laugh
I cant afford it
I cant afford to look good
Not the way you want it
The shopping malls
The cavernous halls of choice
The places where the rich rejoice
In looking good
And the pressure to look good
And gold makes you look good
Acid peel cuz your skin should
Be clean
And the cost of looking good
It’s immense
And your mean
For sowing seeds
For satellite feeds of nonsense
And the pressure intense
To look good
The pressure on the single male
The guilty feelings of female frail
The ten ton force twelve guilty gale
For not looking good
The pressure to look good
Because you should
Because you should
You better look good or your nothing
And she won’t want you
And he wont fuck you
Or tuck you up in bed
Unless your  force fed
The pressure to look good
Interior design
Neon signs
And axe that grinds
you down
For looking shit
For taking knives to wrist that slit
Cuz we don’t look good
So zavirex
And clearasil
And lipo
And collergen
And teeth white
And gobshite trendy presenter
Of fashion shows
And ten years younger
Of the scaremongers
That well die without colonic
Well aint that ironic
That your colonic ends in shit
And that your habit seems to be
The gathering of the monstrosity
Of money
Cuz 45 quid a colonic
And 2 grand a tit job
That’s a bleeding money rob
Tough shit for a small knob
Nothing we can do for you mate
Try a piece of corn on the cob
She wont notice
Shes glued to the telly anyway.
Watching freeview channel garbage
Yes new fridge
Yes hair do
Yes teeth white
Reconstruct the neglect and shite
Of all the mite
Of society
Of piles of sugar and obesity
That rotted your teeth in the first place
That plonked you in the rat race of looking good
Yes the pressure to look good
Feels like I should
Look good
Feels I must look good
Or she wont shag me
He wont have me
For a wife
Or a whore
Or they wont love each other anymore
For not looking good
Lunacy
Zap them zits
And beef up those tits
Lift that sagging skin
Plug your ears from the screaming din
That all this shit results in
Results in
Results in
Results in
Sagging silicon gone wrong
Bitter pill on your tongue
From bleeding chemicals gone wrong
And something missing in our heads
Cuz looking good the media says
Is what we should be doing
But what do them lot know
its our guilty feelings start to grow
when these bastard seeds you start to sow
Cuz we aren’t looking good
the pressure to look good
the pressure to look good