Oh So Pseudo Lyrics

Napalm Death Oh So Pseudo

Compel yourself just enough (company man)
And you might just believe that
A brow-beaten, a sheepish lament
Is a sure-fire way to be absolved

Fan the flames back to the corpse pile you disown
Warming like touchy-feely at the sweatshop turned tomb

Then come assurance: we're of gold standard
Against which standard?
Standard scripted stream of 'woe is me'

Assurances, accomplices
Oh so pseudo
Exoneration, beg your pardon
Oh so pseudo

We go boom on our cheap tat
Fraying like our standards
And repeat like standard
Standard sorry state to sorrier serfs

Assurances, accomplices
Oh so pseudo
Resolution, dead impassioned
Oh so pseudo

Propel oneself

Vindication, never in question…

Oh so pseudo
And oh pseudo
Exoneration, beg your pardon
Margins must increase