These Colours [bad word] 

These streets aren't paved with gold,
don't believe everything that you're told.
Deception hides in all you see,
 [bad word] hangs in the air you breathe.

In the land of the free,
you know [bad word] for free.
Fourth drive in paradise,
vapid souls check the market price.

Lifetime slave living in a suburban grave.
If there was a god, you would be the death of him.

'These colours [bad word] #39;
like the colour from the face.
Eyes roll back, chemical despair,
It's [bad word] what they say, life isn't fair.

So repeat this line:
'Everything is fine, everything is fine.'

In the land of the free,
you know [bad word] for free.

I'm [bad word] to find any poetry in this,
someone beat me to the line 'Ignorance is bliss'.
So I guess I'll just say it how it is -
You had it all, you [bad word] pigs.