Watching the decoys of all description
Sparkle of colour creating diversion
The liars are out - they have all the assets
Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold
Fruit tasting bi...
Come inside boy - they call this fun!
(Music to please the adolescent)
Taking the easy way out again
Part of the process - same old story
Follow the leaders
(look at the leaders)...
Only the righteous kiss those lips
Too much guessing too much "need to believe"
This is madness madness
Why should i suffer when i can't see your eyes?
Whose truth is your truth?
i've tried to understand the ways of men they taught me
they've lost their values as we define a wealth
semen and blood is all i've got, investments of a future
i'm searching for a new gold...
sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again
going round in a circle i can't get out
then i look around thinking day and night and day
then you look around - there must be some...
Facts and figures the clocks turn backwards
Facts and figures turn anticlockwise
Many signposts leading to the same place
I wonder who chose the colour scheme it's very nice
Take a walk to the new town, take a look around
Pretty road names pass us by, a foundation sound
They paint their walls and ceilings white to feel clean inside
Ten square miles so synchr...
Back to square one, and the old school backfire
It's just begun, let's watch the blind eyes turning
Stains on the wall, been waiting far too long now
Nice day, blue sky, I watch them shr...
Bright clothes and smiles and we'll talk sunshine
Although the light bulb's dim
And my beach ball is getting dusty
And the fun wears thin - thin.
It's much the same everywhere
Extreme nature panic plays anothertune
Drastic measures taken round by all
Four years - four minutes still turns my insides out
I can't help thinking of the cowering families
Land of - better change your tune now
Milk and - oh so negative
Honey - and we're so content now
Land of - Land of Milk and Honey
And you never even know when it's standing right bef...
There was a rhyme that wasn't a rhyme
In a time that wasn't a time
There was a place that wasn't a place
There was a race that wasn't a race
But I lived in a city no-one knew
Here in this vortex my true self begins to show
Where phantoms pass me by what secrets do they hold?
Flesh torn upon the wheels of human frailty
Part of me was fascinated by the cruelty ...
here in this vortex my true self begins to show
where phantoms pass me by what secrets do they hold?
flesh torn upon the wheels of human frailty
part of me was fascinated by the cruelty
She hears his footsteps, he walks up the path
And when the letter drops her heart beats fast
She picks up the envelope then she turns her face away
She'll check out her results another d...