Farce Lyrics - Rudimentary Peni

She is such a pretty girl, 

Her shape fits well into a mould. 

Her mind removed, her body's sold, 

She does exactly what she's told. 

And he is such a brave young man, 

If his brain can't then violence can. 

His mind was drained since life began 

Of the compassion he once had. 

Why go on living in the past? 

We just uphold the sexual farce 

Past is past is past is farce 

Why go on living in the past? 

If air to breathe is hard to find 

In her tight mould she doesn't mind. 

She fits in well, she's one of a kind 

Her processed mind upholds the lies. 

And he in turn plays out the part, 

We tempted him with from the start. 

And she in turn plays out the part 

Dictated to her by the past. 

Why go on living in the past? 

We just uphold the sexual farce 

Past is past is past is farce 

Why go on living in the past?