Bulletin Britain Lyrics - The Lipstick Conspiracies - Thea Gilmore

Hello anger its me I've been calling almost an hour 

I left a message on your machine 

Yeah, well I guess you're out 

Heard a black guy got killed today 

Struck by nine and dead by one 

We all bleed red don't we 

No matter what side of town we're from 

We're from 

And I was driving out of town 

Listening to the radio 

And somebody wanted to know 

Why does the whole country stand accused 

And just as the answer was coming back 

I passed under I railway bridge 

And the words got lost in a flood of static 

We washed our hands, disguised the bruise 

And I should have known we'd never do it 

Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 

We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 

That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart 

We've been hanging on each news report shaking our heads and loading blanks 

It's been slowly gaining interest in the public memory banks 

So that if we just close our eyes then we may all be absolved 

Don't talk to us about blame, in fact don't talk at all; there problem solved 

And I should have known we'd never do it 

Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 

We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 

That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart 

And they're coming to the door spilling names and what they've learned 

And she's muttering her 'thank you's even as the deadbolt turned 

I should have known we'd never do it 

Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 

We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 

That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart 

We need our borders, our specifics 

We've got each culture on a population graph 

Branding the them and us with extremist hieroglyphics 

And that's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart 

Hello anger its me I've been calling almost an hour 

Left a message on your machine 

Yeah, well I guess you're out