The break of day [bad word]  I see the cracks have just begun 
To line the walls, line the walls 
I want to see the little girls and boys destroy their toys 
And line the walls, line the walls 
What a fate for little girls 
British boys minds in a whirl 
Tell you things that'll make your curls 
Straighten out, straighten out 
Straighten out, straighten out 

I'm twenty years or more, just tell me what we're living for 
So tell me now, tell me now  [bad word] intellect, the government capitulation 
Follows now, follows now 
What a fate for little girls 
British boys minds in a whirl 
Tell you things that'll make your curls 
Straighten out, straighten out 
Straighten out, straighten out 

The break of day [bad word]  I see the cracks have just begun 
To line the walls, line the walls 
I want to see the little girls and boys destroy their toys 
And line the walls, line the walls 
What a fate for little girls 
British boys minds in a whirl 
Tell you things that'll make your curls 
Straighten out, straighten out 
Straighten out, straighten out 

Straighten out, straighten out 
Straighten out, straighten out…