I met her at the evening classes
Short hair and two pound fifty glasses
I asked her ‘why did you choose Modern Politics? ’

He seemed ok and not a stalker
I said ‘I just need to talk to
Anyone who fears we’re heading to dystopia’

Maybe we’re living there already
My sense of the future’s unsteady
Yeah, me too, and now the only thing that you can do is

Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, cos they will do
Anything to gaslight you

'Cos they do

This room’s so cold, the paint is peeling
The tutor’s late, I’ve got a feeling
We should go and get a drink and talk it over more

Let’s get some further education
Before we try intoxication
Don’t lose faith, we might learn more than we bargained for

You got to

Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, cos they will do
Anything to turn the world on you
Make you feel like a serf, a fool
But you’ve got to stay cool

Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, keep your head on
Keep your head on, cos they will do
Anything to gaslight you

We got to go back to school