Square boxes to live in

Obnoxious, disgusting

We come home in echoes

Of lift shafts and hollows

All jealous of others

What beautiful brothers



Happy days are here at last

I feel them in the air

Happy days are here at last

Everbody's there



Square boxes to stare at

Max Bygraves and all that

Wage packets used bog roll

Bureaucrats my gas hole

Big brother is growing

No spaces no knowing



Happy days are here at last

I feel them in the air

Happy days are here at last

Everbody's there



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