All Hail the Grey Dawn

When I look out of my window The feelgood factor doesn't feel so great and good Minors feed the majors All hail the grey dawn Where hopes dissolve in rainstorms When I stare into the TV There's wealth and health and optimism These grinning clones are way off All hail the grey dawn Where there is no 'ideal home' You're either a have-it-all or a have-not And when you have it all there's a license To spin the line: 'All this could be yours' All hail the grey dawn All hail the grey dawn Because clean lines won't enhance your life When toxic clouds pervade your nine-to-five And leave you twisted, stunted, stumbling All hail the grey dawn All hail the grey dawn For polluted minds contentment only reigns in paradise Yet sombre TV faces tell the plight As deprivation's straddled by designer might All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail It's not who you are - it's what you should have To elevate your reason for being Scrabble around in the bare earth And climb back on the wheel of drudgery All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail