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