first my job

FIRST MY JOB

The radio lets loose with the news
Reporters busy themselves
And this side of the curtain the burning ear
Would not miss a word
Stood to the side of reasonable
In the style of some middle class hero
Party goers could be shot
Out of date pass holders held
Grasses cut and caressed
For pleasure or profit
One thing or another

Oh to be the star of something
Something temporarily topical
It could be paid propaganda
or provocation, you know,
That "See you in court, comrade"
"I want my kitten and a locked door"
Doing a good impression of a neighbour
Selling out next door

The television lets loose with the news
Quasi celebrities busy themselves
And this side of the camera
The ever watchful eye
Wouldn't miss a move
As part of the majority
On a wage creation scheme
With a tasty uniform
And a hammer for nailing
Pictures of memorable moments on the wall
Hum "First My Job" and break in to song