In “Minty Lies,” Civic Hush delivers a surprisingly upbeat, gravelly rejection of industrial hygiene. It’s a song about reclaiming the body from “pearly white goo” and “neon stings,” trading the chemical promises of the old world for the “bunker bling” of the new.

Tubes with Alibis

Civic exposes the manufactured fear that fueled the old economy. She mocks the “tubes with grins” that promised health but delivered “chalk and turpentine.” By linking fluoride and lead-filled lipstick to the “radioman’s” orders to stop asking questions, she frames corporate dental care as just another layer of systemic control. In her view, the “sparkle and shine” were just a cover for “minty lies” designed to keep the population dependent on a “brand.”

The Grand Grin

The song shifts from a critique to a survivalist’s victory lap. Now that “the grid is toast,” Civic has found her own way, using “clay from the river” and “oil from the seed.” There’s a raw pride in her “sweet clean bunker bling” and the fact that she isn’t “glowing” when she turns. It’s a definitive statement: the wasteland didn’t rot her; it just forced her to find a cleaner truth in the “salt and sage and thyme.”

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MINTY LIES

by: Civic Hush

They said brush twice a day with that pearly white goo
But my gums turned red and my breath turned blue
Promised sparkle promised shine
But it tasted like chalk and turpentine

Ooo they sold us minty lies
In tubes with grins and alibis
Said its good for bones for health for soul
But now we know its full of coal

Fluoride in the water lipstick full of lead
Dont ask questions the radioman said
But the powers gone and the grid is toast
And now my teeth are proud and my smile can boast

Yeah they sold us minty lies
Now I rinse with salt and sage and thyme
My teeth dont ache my breath dont burn
And I aint glowing when I turn

Clay from the river oil from the seed
Nature gives me all I need
No burn no bleach no neon sting
Just a sweet clean bunker bling

So hang your paste on a rusted hook
Its time to give the land a second look
They said wed rot without their brand
But baby check this grin Im grand