Fuck Machine by Propagandhi Lyrics

It's something physical
Conditioned reaction
And it's something physical
Conditioned attraction
But have I finally escaped?
Will my eyes no longer rape the innocent?
Women, children, human beings
Seeing the pain that it brings
Shallow, superficial decision
Real beauty obscured by my television

But this just in
Bikini film at ten
The female anchor smiles and shrugs it off
Boys will be boys
Do you really wanna be our fucking toys?

And yet again
Condone it with a grin
Just sit back, idly chat, smile
Prove you're just a fuck machine
Is that what you really wanna fucking be?
Conditioned reaction
Conditioned attraction
Conditioned suggestion
Conditioned rejection

And yet again
Subjecting women
The female anchor's fists finally clenched
I'm not your fucking toy!

And though I long to embrace
I will not misplace priorities
Humor, opinion, a sense of compassion
Creativity and a distaste for fashion