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 +====== Paroles ======
 +===== Citizen Fish =====
 +==== Active Ingredients ====
 +The will to respond when the chase is on 
 +Sends people up trees cos when they're gone 
 +The carbon dioxide in the air 
 +Will put a sweat on the polar bears 
 +The ice will melt and we'll feel the freeze 
 +Of freashwater currents in the northern seas 
 +Then the population expands to squeeze 
 +Between frozen wasted and the overheated shade 
 +Will it be man made 
 +This recipe for disaster? 
 +Have we a part to play 
 +In this recipe for disaster 
 +This recipe for disaster 
 +The need to be fed cos if you're not you're dead 
 +Gave us the chemical safety net 
 +Now as we scan the ingredients 
 +We're back in the classroom feeling dense 
 +Then lists get made and facts displayed 
 +That tell us what's behind the names 
 +Sedation and addiction on to 
 +Staying alive on processed food chains 
 +Will it be man made 
 +This recipe for disaster? 
 +There's human brains 
 +In this recipe for disaster? 
 +This recipe for disaster 
 +The desise to resist when nature's twisted 
 +Animal/Human rights restricted 
 +Leads to people who won't be led 
 +By the mainstreamlining intheir heads 
 +Linking up to a new perspective 
 +It's a chain reaction cause and effective 
 +It's happening now fast not slow 
 +Active ingredients go go go! 
 +It's happening now fast not slow (x3)
 +Active ingredients go go go! 
 +Now we're face to face 
 +With a recipe for disaster 
 +Have we something to say 
 +In this recipe for disaster? 
 +Is there a difference made 
 +To this recipe for disaster? 
 +Have we a part to play 
 +In this recipe for disaster? 
 +It depends what part you're after 
 +Go go go!
 +==== The B.O.B. Song ====
 +Bob goes bouncing down the road to Bremen 
 +24 hours goes to fast 
 +Drinks in elbows - crowded bars 
 +Mixing becks and kummerling 
 +6 a.m. and where are we? In Bremen 
 +In Bremen, in Bremen 
 +Bob goes bouncing down the road to Oakland 
 +Coffee, pizza, liquor, store 
 +Sits in the sun it's Califor- 
 +nia get brown get down to the bay 
 +All the punks come out to play in Oakland 
 +In Oakland, in Oakland 
 +Bob goes bouncing down the road to Bath 
 +Goes to the heart of the west country 
 +Where the grass is yellow and the cider's green 
 +- I reckon it's the other way round - 
 +Bubbling up from the underground in Bath 
 +Bob met a friend of a friend of yours 
 +Bob got a letter and wrote some more 
 +Bob saved up and got the plane 
 +Now Bob's in the kitchen going insane 
 +Bremen, Oakland, Bath and on 
 +Cos it don't matter where you come from 
 +If you think this is it you're in for a shock 
 +Cos the whole fuckin' planet is a big punk rock!
 +==== Oslo ====
 +Welcome to Norway 
 +Well shake it up and fizzle it out, call it what you will 
 +There's nothing quite like getting out of your face to stop you felling ill...
 +But the next day you're out there and you're still stoned 
 +Your only seeing policemen, you're feeling all alone 
 +You need a dose of vitamins, you need some H2O 
 +Concentration comes too fast and then it tends to go 
 +And if you get all stoned again the whole thing just repeats 
 +So pull it up and wake it up with arms and legs and feet 
 +Then you get to be so knackered cos, you're doing this and that 
 +You need to quit the madness, re-learn how to relax 
 +By the time you've reached the point at which you've lost the will to rush 
 +You'll be so relaxed that next day, you'll be doing twice as much! 
 +So pour it down or cook it up, call it what you can 
 +There's nothing quite like food and drink to stop you going mad 
 +But the next day you're out there and you're still full 
 +Of alcohol, cholesterol, wind and piss and drool 
 +You need a pile of tablets, you need a place to sit 
 +The time it takes to run around has shrunk and doesn't fit 
 +Then gradually you lose the speeds 
 +Of fast and slow and ideas feed 
 +From work to play until the need 
 +To set the gap has gone 
 +So until then I think I'll spend 
 +The week re-living the weekend 
 +And vice-versa he's off again 
 +Now where's that chorus gone? 
 +Open it up or close it down but take it when you go 
 +Cos there's nothing quite like going away to a place you hardly know 
 +And having a session of mental regress - yes yes 
 +I think we get the point... joint?! Pint?
 +O - S - L - O 
 +Good night!
 +==== Bitter And Twisted ====
 +I been hating so much for far too long 
 +I can't think of anything happy for a song 
 +It's all been covered in critical spit 
 +Dredged out and analysed bit by bit 
 +I I I hate this society it made me learn 
 +How to hate so much, now it's hard to turn 
 +This attitude it produce in me 
 +To something more/less B & T 
 +Bitter and twisted 
 +Waving our fists 
 +And taking the piss 
 +But who's the victim? 
 +It's easier to hate then it is to laugh 
 +Bitter and twisted 
 +Couldn't predict it 
 +Could end up seeming self-inflicted 
 +Or is it introspection gone too far 
 +It's war in here cos it's war out there 
 +It's easier to say 'And we don't care' 
 +Third degree burns from the third world war 
 +It was fought on television so we all got the score 
 +Here's a commercial break in between 
 +The commercialisation of the human being 
 +Hungry eyes, and those that say 
 +There's no food left to eat today 
 +It's bitter and twisted 
 +When they insist 
 +It's always been like this - Impossible 
 +To stop the crisis they've arranged 
 +Try to resist it 
 +Maybe you missed it 
 +The revolution just got pissed 
 +It's a choice, relax or drive yourself insane 
 +On the other hand it's a really nice day 
 +All the insanity's gone away 
 +Good to relax not feeling much, dot, dot 
 +I'm not doing enough! 
 +Strength and weakness, chaos and orders 
 +Happiness and hate, all messing with the borders 
 +Turning my face from the outside view 
 +To 'have a nice day' now I'm splitting in two 
 +Twisted, I'm splitting in two 
 +Bitter and twisted, I'm splitting in two...
 +==== Digging A Hole ====
 +Settle back and take a viewpoint 
 +Heard before in wooden rooms 
 +Hatred of authority begins with 
 +Doing what you're told to do 
 +When advice replaces orders 
 +Hatred slowly turns to caution 
 +Caution fades with interaction 
 +Agreement - repetition - slogan 
 +Waving slightly the banner cries 
 +' There's no room left to advertise 
 +Nothing left to advertise' 
 +In all direction seeing signs 
 +Of struggles lost to compromise 
 +Sometimes it seems like the problem'
 +So deep that the digging's getting nowhere 
 +Sometimes we have to find solutions 
 +No more distractions 
 +We're digging a hole 
 +Just to make sure (x2)
 +We're digging a hole 
 +Just to make sure (x2)
 +We're digging a hole 
 +Has it got to the point where the problems are gone to the surface once dug up 
 +and revealed? 
 +Are they so in our face that they've come to replace the things that we used to 
 +call 'real'? 
 +Has it got to the point where the problems are gone because they got questioned 
 +and discussed? 
 +Has it really all changed for the better these days? Imagine a 'Veggies'R'us'
 +Acceptance is static retention 
 +Of orders delivered on masse 
 +We put ourselves outside the picture 
 +But still sit reflecting on glass 
 +So when the institutions call 
 +Check your conscience before you open the door 
 +Be happy knowing who you are 
 +And still digging holes 
 +Just to make sure (x2)
 +We know what we're talking about 
 +We're still digging holes 
 +Just to make sure (x2)
 +We know what we found down here 
 +Still digging holes (x2)
 +==== Sacred Cows ====</font></p>
 +Headlines all went 
 +mad cow disease sensation 
 +Bseized by panic in a big meat-eating nation 
 +They told us beef was safe then told us not to eat it 
 +Got banned from exportation but not from the supermarket 
 +Before someone else died 
 +But the people they all cried 
 +'We need our meat and the money it makes' 
 +You can't get a better bit of profit on your plate 
 +Frightening to see how money and tradition 
 +Can over-ride the facts and force a position 
 +Now stickers in four-wheeled vehicules say 
 +'I'm proud to eat beef' instead of 
 +'My other car's polluting as well' 
 +So much that it's fucking up the food chain, hell 
 +What's that taste? It's animal waste 
 +The look on your face says 'What's that smell?' 
 +It's the stink of dead flesh 
 +It's the sunday best 
 +And other sacred cows 
 +But they've all gone mad now 
 +Well you'd be pretty mad too 
 +If what happened to cows happened to you 
 +Having your children taken away 
 +Forced to stand in a pen each day 
 +Fed the shit from other dead things 
 +Then chopped to bits... 
 +We all suggest you go vegeterian 
 +Then all these problems are all sorted out!
 +==== Pills 
 + ====
 +I was taking all the pills to stop me feeling ill again 
 +Supermarket shelves collapsing at the till again 
 +Doctor couldn't help patients running out again 
 +Where's the next step up? 
 +All went blank for a couple of pages 
 +Hazy recollection of staring for ages, and ages 
 +So I didn't know how, I didn't know when 
 +An easy choice became the trend 
 +Weakening the thrills, less money to spend 
 +Someone had a car borrowed from a friend 
 +Memory distortion ten years on and back again 
 +Thrills a generation crash into the window pane 
 +Another empty parking space 
 +A friend of ours was here 
 +We drank a lot of beer 
 +Next day his Vauxhall Cavalier 
 +Had gone and disappeared 
 +Taking all the pills only went so far 
 +Did tou get the thrills when you took the car? 
 +Driving up the price of running out of anything 
 +Caught in the distortion, distortion of escapism brutality 
 +He's wasted - escapist - in his overdrawn reality 
 +He's wasted (x4)
 +==== Isolated Incidents  ====
 +In the silence of next door 
 +Lives a man fought in the war 
 +Wary eyes through parted curtains 
 +Seems Ok but can't be certain 
 +Uneasy feeling uninformed, or 
 +Out of touch it's, well, abnormal 
 +Maybe chat with that chap later 
 +Meanwhile need to read the paper 
 +Sex and fashion, competitions 
 +Popstars praising politicians 
 +Amusement park for our derision 
 +So assured of our position - 
 +None of it to do with us 
 +And now the turning of the page 
 +Produces yet another bomb 
 +Distorded children's faces freeze 
 +Where's the next one coming from? 
 +Isolated incidents 
 +Everyday events 
 +Bombs and guns in daily doses 
 +Fashion-nation with psychosis 
 +Public trials of private loners 
 +Staring blank into the cameras 
 +Feeds a need for reassurance 
 +Civilisation's working for us 
 +Takes a bomb to show the crack, and 
 +All we see is more distraction 
 +Headlines - violence, war and sex 
 +Disintegration nothing left 
 +Of civilisation - here's the news 
 +It's what we get accustumed to 
 +Unaware of getting used to 
 +Being scared of other people 
 +If the world is going crazy 
 +Staying in could be essential (x4)
 +(Where've I seen that face before? 
 +Someone new moved in next door 
 +Next in the line of next door neighbours 
 +Maybe get to meet him later)
 +==== Barking ====
 +Think back to a bar surrounded by crazyness 
 +Unthinking drunken punk excess 
 +Lives exploding from the stress 
 +Of thoughts restrained by soberness 
 +Misconception misdirection 
 +Shredding lifelong friend connection 
 +Contorded faces barbed wire words 
 +Fighting talk that goes - heard 
 +ABC defences rise 
 +From loss of all pretences - why 
 +This is real as one perceives it 
 +But total shit as the other sees it 
 +Bang - two friends get seperated 
 +I hate to see it generated 
 +One dog barks the other runs 
 +To get another bigger gun 
 +Observers stay but know the fun 
 +Has gone - you know that everyone 
 +Has half an idea what went wrong 
 +But being drunk the idea's gone 
 +The idea's gone 
 +The questions all get theorised 
 +The answer sleeps unrealised 
 +See you in the morning then 
 +I hope we see those to again 
 +Clinking glasses eye to eye 
 +Friends like that don't compromise
 +==== Heard It All Before  ====
 +I had writer's block I was put in the dock 
 +By critics of lyrics said it had to stop 
 +The time to whine had gone tick-tock 
 +Too much too long and over the top 
 +Too much too soon? Too little too late? 
 +It was 'the same old tunes' and they 'started to grate' 
 +Mere speech ballons this was never a debate 
 +Why you still looking for the sell-by-date? 
 +I'm feeling the cost of thinking 
 +It's all been said before 
 +Something got lost 
 +You knew it already 
 +Or just got bored 
 +With all this social observation 
 +Too much too soon? Too little too late? 
 +Any old excuse to disengage 
 +'Don't get so mad' - 'We get tired of hearing it' - 
 +Have you seen where this picture fits? 
 +Into the frame of parenthood 
 +Sometime when it was understood 
 +That parents knew 'nothing' and couldn't 'relate' 
 +Now I'm hearing the same from people my age 
 +And into the frame of teachers and school 
 +Who always knew more but kept to the rules 
 +Teaching the same as they'd been taugh before 
 +Never updating, no inner thoughts 
 +And into the frame of governments 
 +Who demonise our common sense 
 +Distort our real experience 
 +Democracy bows to its own pretention 
 +Its in your reflection 
 +Attention span at closing time? 
 +Don't talk politics! Make it rhyme! 
 +And catch the feet to dance a yard 
 +But politics makes us think too hard! 
 +The way we follow or lead or decide 
 +To co-operate or just stand aside 
 +The way we say 'What you doing today?' 
 +Or couldn't give a shit how we work and play 
 +Is politics 
 +What we each decide 
 +Is politics 
 +To be true or lies 
 +Is politics 
 +It's time to decide 
 +Whether how we live (how we live) is our own free will (own free will) 
 +Are we running our lives? Or are we standing still?
 +==== Deep Neurotic  ====
 +I love it when you get neurotic! 
 +All the underside erotic thoughts 
 +The nightmare spikes 
 +But I'm grinning, it's exactly like 
 +Mirror talking in contempt 
 +Now I know no-one's exempt 
 +From releasing a hidden psychosis 
 +Splits second revelations 
 +I feel you feel I know too much 
 +It seems can't do anything right 
 +I know you know I feel too much 
 +It seems I can't do anything right 
 +And when the other real me 
 +And when the other real you 
 +Get close enough to be 
 +One out of two 
 +We'll back off denying as we even prove it 
 +By making excuses that far from remove it 
 +I feel you feel I know too much 
 +It seems can't do anything right 
 +I know you know I feel too much 
 +It seems I can't do anything right 
 +Personal shame at revealing ourselves 
 +Kills off the contact we need to survive 
 +If we tap at the source and say 'What the hell?' 
 +We'll know who we are and we'll feel more alive 
 +We'll feel more alive 
 +That's how the theories go 
 +But who's to say it's right? 
 +We contradict each other 
 +Then say the other's got it right 
 +We take it to extremes 
 +Just to conclude it feels alright 
 +When we stop talking to ourselves 
 +Who do we turn to to say right!
 +(I can't do anything right) (x4)
 +Shut up! It's alright really! 
 +It's alright really! Now it's alright really! 
 +It's alright! Really!
 +==== Not For Sale  ====
 +Why are you leaving? Something to believe in 
 +Just left the building here comes nothing 
 +Seen the revolution go full circle 
 +And now it's so much more relaxing 
 +Where are they going? Didn't they know it'
 +Hard for us to feel rejected 
 +Contrast - diction number one, 'it can be done 
 +Without losing our perspective' 
 +Some will come and some will go 
 +But some will stay despite temptation 
 +Music bought and sold back 
 +Is a shadow of its generation 
 +What it meant and what it means 
 +Is in our heads not on the screen 
 +Communication interaction 
 +Liveliness and satisfaction 
 +This is what we get from music 
 +Corporations just abuse it 
 +We keep our own company 
 +This culture is not for sale 
 +Why all the complaining? Nobody's the same when 
 +It comes down to hard decisions 
 +But how far do you take it? Do you need to make it? 
 +What's the price of your opinions? 
 +Ideas come and ideas go 
 +And some will stay to form the picture 
 +In our heads or on the screens 
 +Acted out or sold as culture 
 +It's a lifestyle revolution 
 +Just to share ideas for free 
 +Your revolution will not be televised 
 +Except on pay-per-view T.V. 
 +This is what we get for asking 
 +For someone else to do it for us 
 +A culture full of instancy 
 +This culture is not for sale 
 +Well they outlined all the options 
 +And gave us the directions 
 +And told us lead don't follow anyone 
 +It was hard to stop once started 
 +And the promises soon departed 
 +And we found out it was business and not fun 
 +Now where's the reason for it? 
 +The starting point's obscure, it'
 +Getting hard to recognised a friend 
 +These men in suits and braces 
 +Have no feelings on their faces 
 +When they ask us to re-write that song again, no 
 +It's not just music it's not just views 
 +It's almost anything artistic 
 +It's not just art that's only part of 
 +Expression free from greed and profit 
 +This culture, this culture... 
 +Our culture 
 +Is not for sale, not for sale...
 +==== Breaking A Habit  ====
 +That it's what I always do 
 +No more life in two dimension 
 +Habit retention 
 +It's a habit 
 +Got to grab it 
 +And to break it up 
 +Into pieces 
 +The cycle never ends 
 +Another habit 
 +And addiction 
 +It's a habit 
 +It was beautiful 
 +So we grab it 
 +And we broke it 
 +Into little pieces 
 +Speed it up and make a mess 
 +Of anything, anything... 
 +I want to throw it all away (x2)
 +Press the button 
 +Here we go again 
 +You can't have it back again 
 +No, no, no 
 +I'm gonna throw it all away 
 +I'm gonna do something today
 +==== T.V. Dinner  ====
 +Acclimatized slowly to image distortion 
 +Selling the wares and wearing so thin 
 +Which is worse? To be in or out of proportion? 
 +Documentality always stays in 
 +Squarely screened and sat to face the facts 
 +The content lost the meaning, cos they didn't show the cracks 
 +Credits roll and take their toll on the roads that share the fields 
 +Where the factory tractor plows the truth and buried what is real 
 +Overlaid the essence with the smell of leisure time 
 +Culture waste as public taste gets dulled and undefined 
 +Belief in the disposable is just like being blind 
 +So brighten up the packaging, put up a few more signs 
 +Eat this fast food - Read this, buy now 
 +Main course soundtrack - Discover just how 
 +We win, you lose - Who? What? Where? When? 
 +Only joking sit back - Then forget and start again 
 +I've been told I've got a mind of my own (I've been told I've got a mind of my 
 +And they say you can't believe anything you're told (And they say you can'
 +believe anything you're told) 
 +And I read how easy it is to make decisions 
 +And I saw someone like you on the television
 +==== Naked  ====
 +Blind people must fall in love with a sense of mind, a sense of touch 
 +But when you insist on finding shadows in which to kiss 
 +And down the lights to cover the sights of your nakedness 
 +It feels so restrained 
 +Are we really ashamed 
 +Of what we possess? 
 +It's just nakedness 
 +Feeling too fat, feeling too thin 
 +Needing some clothing to cover the skin 
 +Thinking in terms of original sin 
 +Not knowing where the other one's been 
 +Afraid to discuss the difference between 
 +Falling in love and physical need 
 +A thousand distant painted looks 
 +Staring from adverts and top-shelf books 
 +Makes us afraid of what we reveal 
 +How it's portrayed is not how it feels 
 +It feels so individual 
 +It feels so other-personal 
 +Dresses up creates fiction 
 +Under restriction 
 +Fear of not being what the other one sees 
 +Image contradicting what lies underneath 
 +All the protection comes off in the end 
 +Nothing left to judge you by, nothing to defend 
 +Covered up the truth so long it seemed it wasn't there 
 +Here it is so laugh aloud or tell me why you're scared
 +==== Small Talk  ====
 +Vacancy - Room to let any dumb ideas in to this empty head 
 +"Gospel, man!" - Don't quote me please, it was the first thing I thought but now 
 +it's been said 
 +And you'll lead the conversations that lie ahead 
 +Whit the empty phrases by which you're led 
 +Do you know what I heard the other night? 
 +Guess what so - and so said to me 
 +The majority of ears were only being polite 
 +Couldn't be bothered to disagree 
 +A social distance set 
 +By a liking of something hard to forget 
 +A need to remeber and recognise 
 +And inspiration that over-rides 
 +Any hesitation or compromise 
 +Not relying on dubious facts in diguise 
 +What you eargerly collect 
 +And subsequently resurrect 
 +From aquaintances and T.V. set 
 +Falls on distant ears 
 +But when you tell it like it is 
 +From your own ideas and what they give 
 +We're all involved in the way you live 
 +And the distance dissappears
 +==== Time Control  ====
 +Well, I don't know who invented the clock 
 +But it began a process that will never stop 
 +At the age of six or seven or so 
 +It was a decoration that went tick-tock 
 +Then by ten they invented the watch 
 +Portable guidance till the hands fell off 
 +And a few years later it was luminous hands 
 +Then digital figures to help you understand 
 +Conditioned by punctuality 
 +Knew when to be there, but not where to be 
 +We thought we could control the time 
 +By always knowing what it was 
 +Now every action has a certain speed 
 +As we let time control us 
 +Every technological step 
 +Is faster than the one before 
 +Watching the neighbours and the fashion shows 
 +To see if we need to know more 
 +Desparate to be one step ahead 
 +Loving to be followed, but still needing to be led 
 +So keep up the pace and keep in line 
 +You're either in the race or you're left behind 
 +You may feel part of society but the truth is more sublime 
 +I said "Stop! Take a look around you" 
 +But you never had the time (x3)
 +==== Dividing Lines  ====
 +So busy picking holes in our skin 
 +That stretches tight to keep us all in 
 +When what we thought were eternal friends 
 +Have dissappeared from the scene 
 +Or changed their habits to fit themselves 
 +We begin to see what it means 
 +To be choosing something outside the rules 
 +That no one sets, but we follow 
 +Demanding leaders and food for thought 
 +And it's getting harder to swallow 
 +Meanwhile the police and the tax demands 
 +Are coming in harder than ever 
 +We're raising our fists, but we're not joining hands 
 +For fear of being seen together 
 +With people in the same mentality 
 +But differently aligned 
 +We got straight-edge, hardcore, this core, that core 
 +Too many dividing lines 
 +Individual personal choices 
 +Set examples, but don't create laws 
 +We are not all the same as each other 
 +But the difference it ain't much at all 
 +So do what you like, but let me do the same 
 +And maybe we'll do it together one day! 
 +Do what you like, but let me do the same 
 +And maybe we'll do it together one day! 
 +One day, one day 
 +We'll do it one day soon!
 +==== Media Men  ====
 +With detailed precision 
 +Nothing omitted 
 +Made the incision 
 +Cut to what fitted 
 +None of the trends 
 +None of the friends of the packaging crew 
 +Who seels of the image of who buys who 
 +None of it fits 
 +On the shelf it sits 
 +What the rest of us have 
 +Is being sold with a laugh 
 +By the media men 
 +In some hope for a trend 
 +And when their ends meet 
 +The next pose on a street 
 +Will be the new complete set of rules 
 +Sold by liars and bought by fools 
 +When the clothe gets thin 
 +The shoes begin 
 +To show your feet 
 +How far can you walk? 
 +To the billboard talk 
 +At the side of the street? 
 +When the radio times 
 +Set the rate of decline 
 +To a bastardised beat 
 +Does your sun still shine 
 +On the neon signs 
 +At the side of the side 
 +Of the side of the side 
 +Of the street? 
 +Make the incision 
 +It's an easy decision 
 +Rejecting the gods of consumer religion 
 +Fashion and popstars 
 +Setting the trends 
 +Pulling the strings are the media men 
 +Pulling the strings, pulling the strings 
 +Are the media men
 +==== Bag Lady  ====
 +I just ate and I heard the change rattle in your tin 
 +I point my eyes on distant blurred horizon me for charity 
 +Or coffee make the day go faster - faster 
 +Forty days, forty nights, forty currency exchanges 
 +This is my corner, said the Bag Lady 
 +This is my bed, said the Bag Lady 
 +This is my wardrobe 
 +This is my larder 
 +This is my blood donor card 
 +And you can keep all your opinions 
 +As long as you let me keep mine 
 +Some of us want some justice 
 +Some of us want some dignity 
 +Me I want to be left alone 
 +From people pretending they want to be me 
 +This is my can, said the Bag Lady 
 +This is my hand, said the Bag Lady 
 +This is my living, 
 +So what are you (x2)
 +So what are you giving?
 +==== First Impressions  ====
 +Closed off he took her by the hand and coughed 
 +To cover an understanding loss 
 +Perhaps this stake could be put across 
 +Without saying whether it was good or not 
 +Decided? Hardly! Couldn't give a toss 
 +Played up to a crowd like Jonathan Ross 
 +Or some such personality deceit 
 +But left the situation with something more complete 
 +That scared the hell for its obvious showing 
 +Of a well inside full of deeper knowing 
 +That said "That was all worng" 
 +Reversed the role from weak to strong 
 +Decided to whom he really belonged 
 +And later felt the pain it caused 
 +Like a victory without the war 
 +Incomplete and nothing more 
 +That selfish - what did he do it for? 
 +What did he do it for? 
 +Taking time out to stay aloof 
 +Had made the problem twice as bad 
 +With a hatred of the actual truth 
 +He cut the little bond they had 
 +Don't take anyone for granted 
 +Every first impression slained 
 +Next one came as a surprise 
 +And opened up some guilty eyes 
 +Take a sip from each other's cup 
 +Then find a common one to fill 
 +And if it tasted good fill it up 
 +And if it dosen't let it spill
 +==== Wet Cement ====
 +We went up to the buliding site 
 +Saw the bricks and the concrete piles 
 +And watched them all working 
 +Building muscles and no-one smiled 
 +We stood around and watched them 
 +Staring back in complete contempt 
 +I'm building a building 
 +Signed his name in the wet cement 
 +We walked throught the cemetary 
 +Social tombstones in black and grey 
 +Someone had a bunch of flowers 
 +Talking sentiments felt O.K. 
 +We stood in the shadows 
 +Feeling it was that time of day 
 +When everything gloomy 
 +Hits the light as it fades away 
 +We came to conclusions 
 +Knew that life was a paradox 
 +So many illusions 
 +Kept alive til the old ones dropped 
 +Demolishing lifestyles 
 +Building up all the tower blocks 
 +If life is so sacred 
 +Why spend it all in a man-made box? 
 +We stared at the empty shells 
 +Passed a smile and then cried alot 
 +While all this was passing by 
 +No one stopped to see what they've got 
 +They took it for granted 
 +Used the space for a parking lot 
 +We'll kick off the real world 
 +Allocating the beauty spots 
 +Industrial death camps 
 +Man made something and then forgot 
 +Knew what it should look like 
 +Trod on nature and said "Well, why not?" 
 +But you cannot replace it 
 +Just take a photo and watch it rot 
 +And bury the feeling 
 +Til no-one knows what it really meant 
 +Got caught in a landslide 
 +And left a name in the wet cement
 +==== Circular Vision ====
 +Please don't let me see 
 +So many problems and disharmony 
 +Without knowing the reason 
 +Without knowing the facts 
 +And knowing that knowing can be hard to desire 
 +When the opposite says "relax" 
 +Please don't let me see 
 +So much peace and harmony 
 +That I forget to use my eyes 
 +Be aware of any shadows behind the light 
 +Circular vision and the need to know 
 +One says lets go everywhere, the other one sets the sights 
 +Please don't let me view 
 +Through so many windows I can't see through 
 +Every depth has a surface tension 
 +Spreading the ripples in all directions 
 +Making waves can be saying goodbye 
 +But it's also saying here's the reason why 
 +Please don't let me see what I've seen before 
 +Without noticing the range of change 
 +Please don't let me see without looking 
 +For nothing will ever be strange 
 +Please don't let me see the viewpoint 
 +Without knowing what the background is 
 +Please don't let me see the framework 
 +Til I've seen if the picture fits 
 +We woke up, didn't feel like sleeping 
 +We spoke up, didn't feel like keeping 
 +The silence that hold us apart so much 
 +As we struggle to find the human touch 
 +And a natural urge of discovery 
 +Checking out what we weren't allowed to see 
 +Looking around the reality factory
 +==== Social Insecurity ====
 +Growling as I smile and stare from the other side of the street 
 +Is it the speed I'm walking at or the shoes upon my feet? 
 +I couldn't afford the baseball boots, that's not the game I play 
 +And if you'd rather hang about I won't get in your way 
 +If the words you backhand to your friend were meant for me to hear 
 +I'll show you a better way to spend your breath over a beer 
 +Or a coffee. Come on mutant-head! Let's drop the social games 
 +Call it a bluff, call it enough, quit calling each other names 
 +There's hardly any difference in the nature of the threat 
 +Some like to be remembered by the reaction they can get 
 +Others need security in a certain social set 
 +But both are too aware of what they still yet have to get 
 +Is no one ever satisfied with being what they are? 
 +If you show me all your barbed wire, I'll only show you scars 
 +But tell me where you got it from and what it costs in friends 
 +And I'll start to get a picture of a person not a trend 
 +Ignorance and affinity to outside influence 
 +Rejects the inner feeling at anyone's expense 
 +What provoked attack was the nature of defence 
 +The weak are strong in knowing that such strength is all pretence 
 +So while you're staring at me I'll be grinning back at you 
 +At various intensities, we'll both know that it's true 
 +That what each other represents is an image we've been fed7 
 +If I'm a fucking waste of space than you're a mutant head 
 +So let's discuss these attitudes and find some common ground 
 +Just doing that is ground enough to exorcise the sound 
 +Of insults, sights of malice, inbred scorn and ignorance 
 +Once beyond the posing we can find the relevance
 +==== Invisible People ====
 +Invisible people with invisible hands 
 +Holding very obvious collection cans 
 +Anonymous people with anonymous jobs 
 +Hurry past for fear of being late for the bus 
 +Both will say it's not the way I intended to be 
 +Knowing that the other guy has all he could need 
 +The homeless have got all the time and all of it to share 
 +The workers have got all the cash and none of it to spare 
 +Invisible people with invisible feet 
 +Taxi cab potential knowing every street 
 +Anonymous people with anonymous cars 
 +Rolling up the windows as they drive on past 
 +If these were all your relatives then which one would you feed? 
 +Would the power you get from money disappear if it was free? 
 +Isn't it therefore obvious that in this society 
 +There's poverty and hunger due to other people's greed, other people's greed 
 +Invisible people from invisible homes 
 +Lost the job, their rent went up out on their own 
 +Anonymous people with anonymous lives 
 +Reliant on superiors to keep them alive 
 +Cos when it comes right down to it the structure is the same 
 +Control requires acceptance that you have to play the game 
 +The power of money trickles down decreasing as it goes 
 +And out there in the rain it would be used on food and clothes 
 +But social guilt the barrier to giving what is gained 
 +To those who have less of it, cuts the last link in the chain 
 +Invisibility comes from being constantly in view 
 +Ignorance is the passive stance of saying it can't be true - it can't be true
 +Reality shapes itself around perceptions of the self 
 +Until we really need it we refuse to offer help 
 +The state that creates homelessness thrives on this attitude 
 +Until we smash these limitations and take a wider view
 +==== Flinch ====
 +It's a fine line with drops on either side 
 +Instant reactions: being undecided 
 +Would lose a balance unrecognised 
 +Don't leave me alone! Don't touch me! 
 +Could just as love those he despised 
 +Or vice-versa - a social supply 
 +Of any extreme you could need to arrive 
 +Of points unchartred part through fear 
 +Don't touch me! 
 +Part through reliance on getting this near 
 +Don't leave me alone! 
 +Having regular good times - good times - usually late - usually late 
 +Passing through the uncertain state 
 +Through the flinch reactive zone 
 +Where no-one stands completly alone 
 +Where togetherness tenses 
 +Just like talking over fences (x2)
 +Ignoring the barrier but keeping it there 
 +In case the candle starts to flare 
 +Too brightly for the eye to see 
 +So much at once - O.K. hold it there 
 +Don't leave me alone! Don't touch me! (x3)
 +==== Supermarket Song  ====
 +In the shops and supermarket chains 
 +The checkouts play that song again 
 +The notes ring in, ring out the change 
 +Laughing all the way to the stock exchange 
 +The music keeps us happy as we choose 
 +The products that we can't afford to use 
 +The tokens on the packets, the percentages that drop 
 +The ringing and the singing from the ceiling never stops 
 +Buy the product and be free! 
 +Live a life of luxury! 
 +And it says so on T.V. 
 +Every quarter of an hour 
 +Consuming all the facts 
 +Makes you feel you can relax 
 +Comes neatly wrapped in packs 
 +With ingredients on the back 
 +So when you're sick from plastic snacks 
 +You'll know precisely why 
 +While you uphold the megastores 
 +By paying what you can't afford 
 +The man who runs the shop next door 
 +Remembers how it was before 
 +When personality meant something 
 +And costumers would laugh with him 
 +They'd smile or nod as they came in 
 +And adverts didn't mean a thing 
 +But now the supermarket chains 
 +Are around your neck and purse 
 +They sell the products to the strain 
 +Of some long-forgotten dirge 
 +Just loud enough to wash away 
 +The headaches of outside 
 +Another shopping paradise 
 +Where god is on your side 
 +They channel mediocrity 
 +As life's essential quality 
 +You're buying two to get one free 
 +It's some thing that you'll never need 
 +But greed and curiosity 
 +Make you consume and let them feed
 +==== Break Into A Run ====
 +Why life appears to be a series of ups and downs? I'll never know 
 +And I've a feeling that if I find out then everything will turn to stone 
 +The lifeless boring routine block of all things neither good nor bad 
 +To break that rock and destabilise is risky but I'll take that chance 
 +I'll take that chance, I'll take it 
 +Just to know that every up and down must balance out somehow 
 +And there's a smile to end a conversation that was full of frowns 
 +And here's a major chord to lift the minors up and dance around 
 +And if the song seems far to long then tune in to another sound 
 +Another sound, like this one 
 +Of course the opposite is true the rain must sometimes hide the sun 
 +And you can't escape the feeling that there's more to life than having fun 
 +But it's better to go crazy and just break into a run 
 +Than to grow old always being told how everything should be done 
 +So take the path of most resistance and feel good when you arrive 
 +The other one is straight downhill and never asks you 'why?' 
 +Experience the reap and sow, feel the strenghts of high and low 
 +Who can dictate how far to go? There are no limits set. But let's go! 
 +Oh let's go! Let's go!
 +==== Rainbows  ====
 +The last time was forgotten in remembrance of the first 
 +We carried on in ignorance not knowing it was worse 
 +And all the sinking standards were related to the past 
 +So when the end came up again we really had a blast! 
 +We counting on his memory 
 +And not counting too fast 
 +Cos everything's still happening 
 +So I guess it's gonna last! 
 +It's gonna last! (x2)
 +It's easier to minimalise the present point of view 
 +Cos memories desensitise the bad things we go through 
 +But when all that was happening we remembered just the same 
 +So presently we come to see that for rainbows you need rain
 +==== Possession  ====
 +How much do you want? How much do you need? 
 +How wide is the gap between possession and greed? 
 +Anyone in particular thinks in terms of how much more he needs to earn 
 +To afford the dubious luxury of being able to boast that he could do it free 
 +But it all takes a very long time indeed to reach the achievements set 
 +By the time he possesses all the things that he wants he'll have forgotten what 
 +he set out to get 
 +How much is enough? Do you need a bit more? 
 +How wide is the gap between now and before? 
 +There's not much difference in the way he lives 
 +And the empty satisfaction that possession gives 
 +Storing it all for a sense of success when he's got time to look back if there 
 +is any time left 
 +Cos it all takes a very long time indeed to amass all the needs to be met 
 +Unless you consider that all that you really need 
 +Is something to eat 
 +Is something to breathe 
 +Something to there when you leane 
 +Is something to drink 
 +Is something to say 
 +Something that says "I went this way"
 +==== Small Scale Wars  ====
 +Everything we do on a personal scale 
 +Taking 'we' to mean everyone who ever existed 
 +Is the basis for everything wrong in this world 
 +And of course everything are right as well 
 +But the list of wrongs that offend the soul 
 +Like the chance of being killed before we get old 
 +Is far far longer than the list of right, yeah 
 +Falling in love won't stop the war (x3)
 +But hating other people might start some more 
 +You blame the politicians 
 +For making all the wrong decisions 
 +Which are just the same as ours 
 +But we haven't got that power 
 +That enforced domination 
 +So we take out our frustration 
 +On the weaker opposition 
 +Reinforce our egotism 
 +In our smale scale wars 
 +On the disco floors 
 +Against the man next door 
 +Falling in love won't stop the war (x3)
 +But hating other people might start some more 
 +You can blame the politicians - Small scale wars 
 +You blame the television - Small scale wars 
 +You can blame your education - Small scale wars 
 +Cost of living and inflation - Small scale wars 
 +But the basis for everything wrong in this world 
 +Is the way that people behave 
 +When you scorn the system but fight each other 
 +You're behaving exactly the same 
 +If you thought a bit more before starting the war 
 +Then maybe the structure would change 
 +Change! Sooner or later 
 +Falling in love won't stop the war (x3)
 +But hating other people might start some more 
 +Falling in love won't stop the war (x2)
 +But hating other people might start some more
 +==== Home Economics  ====
 +Granny is starting to look pretty costly 
 +At anywhere up to £500 a year 
 +So even though she is capable, happy and lovely 
 +Its out of the house cos it won't be so dear 
 +And into the poll-tax-free state-run environment 
 +Waiting for death in a small cosy room 
 +We can visit her then and she'll make lots of friends 
 +They'll be queuing for places so we'd better book soon 
 +Charlie is eighteen there's no point in waiting 
 +Forget all that learning and get a job fast 
 +And a flat of your own cos the money's all blown 
 +The family unit's a thing of the past 
 +Well then my darling you'd better start working 
 +Cos husbands are meant to pay tax for their wives 
 +You could be an inspector or a poll tax collector 
 +The only job open are the ones we despise 
 +And the baby is due, maybe we should consider 
 +Abortion, adoption or changing our name 
 +Cos for each extra head there's a mouth to be fed 
 +And the poll tax eats more than we've managed to save 
 +By the year 1999 all these old friends of mine 
 +Will be in prison or gone far away 
 +For the tax's evasion, unable to pay them 
 +Or just for the wanting of somewhere to stay 
 +Of somewhere to stay (x2)
 +With Thatcher replacing the tiles on our roof 
 +With demands for more money than we've ever got 
 +We'll look back and wish we'd known more and resisted 
 +The poll tax 
 +Student loans 
 +More cuts in benefits 
 +All got together (x2)
 +All got together and said fuck the lot of it! 
 +Fuck the lot of it!
 +==== Paint  ====
 +I heard the notes all fade away 
 +Leaving memorial stones 
 +Yesterday's thoughts have come to stay 
 +Until they decompose 
 +A picture paints a thousand words 
 +With nothing much to say 
 +What last night seemed had to be heard 
 +Is left unsaid today 
 +So when you said you understood 
 +I couldn't understand 
 +I was looking at an empty beach 
 +As you saw all the grains of sand 
 +I was counting views from windows 
 +When you looked in from outside 
 +The light was blurred and distant 
 +And several cities wide 
 +So I turn up the volume 
 +To hear the notes so dim 
 +You said you couldn't hear it 
 +So I asked you to come in 
 +Then you held up a mirror 
 +And I saw my face congeal 
 +I was thin and getting thinner 
 +And I dreamt for real
 +Talk Is Cheap ====
 +Talk is cheap and its easy to shout 
 +If we spent all our time working things out 
 +Would it change anything? 
 +Words are cheap and anyone can sing 
 +So let's sing a song about all the wrongs 
 +Complaining and straining 
 +This is where it belongs 
 +Or so some one said 
 +It must've been something I read 
 +But while I was reading 
 +The ethics lay bleeding 
 +Stab the back of the hand that feeds you 
 +We fall apart in the 'basic human nature' excuse 
 +It's the heart of the gig that bleeds 
 +From the endless soul self-abuse 
 +Tied to the bar in the hope of reviews 
 +From the obvious to the obtuse 
 +The critics who sound so profound 
 +About the mythical 'new underground' 
 +But talk is cheap 
 +The words of wisdom put you to sleep 
 +And you don't even read the cuttings you keep 
 +Just following trends 
 +The trail never ends 
 +When all the solutions are just round the bend 
 +You're upholding ideas that you'd never defend 
 +In the endless search you cannot comprehend 
 +That there's nothing that wonderful 
 +In worshipping trivial 
 +Ego material 
 +Cos music sells papers 
 +Who sell you the feeling 
 +As if it was missing 
 +Yeah really, talk is cheap 
 +Til you put it in print 
 +Sing as you read 
 +The words all fit 
 +Now we're learning the words 
 +Obscure or absurd 
 +It makes no difference 
 +It never gets heard 
 +No it never gets 'in' 
 +But you really want to win 
 +When there's nothing to be 
 +You say 'look at me!' 
 +And it works! Yes it works! 
 +Cos talk is cheap 
 +But shouting is free!
 +==== Face Off ====
 +Lots of them 
 +You know there's lots of them 
 +There's reasons 
 +Everyday changes my mind like the seasons 
 +I'm asking for answers 
 +I'm looking in mirrors 
 +Ripples in rivers 
 +Face just drifting away, away 
 +Where's the reasoning? 
 +Yes and no are neither good enough 
 +Gimme some of that, gimme some of that, gimme some of that, spontaneity stuff
 +Blink before you think too hard 
 +Saw your smile in a passing car 
 +Borrowed your pen 
 +I wanna write like you do again and again and again and again 
 +Riots in the uniform of peace 
 +Coupla big ones up your sleeve 
 +Ten to nine and it's shut down the factory 
 +Pull up the floorboards and build a bonfire 
 +Having a party in your head 
 +Sniff this greezer! And go to bed! 
 +Turned off the light 
 +Stayed up all night 
 +Blown to bits! 
 +Shrivelled up opened out and exploded 
 +Where he usually sits 
 +Go to it youth 
 +Discover the truth 
 +Don't bottle it up 
 +Cos it's 99% proof
 +==== Youth ====
 +No no it's not how old you are 
 +Not the blushing brides and the propped up bar 
 +After the bells have rung 
 +And the next perspective has begun 
 +Not the corner of some foreign field 
 +Not the name engraved on stainless steel 
 +Not the thank you note for inventing the wheel 
 +But an innocence dressed in knowing too much 
 +Never scared to theorise but half scared to touch 
 +But rejecting the world that made it such 
 +Oh to be as youthful as I am 
 +Oh to be as manic as you are 
 +Oh to be as worried in our happiness 
 +But never will we be so near 
 +Yet look so far 
 +Be so near 
 +Yet look so far (x2)
 +Beyond the social attitudes 
 +That narrow the path and distort the view 
 +Complacency defies energy 
 +And the other way round 
 +We grow as fast as time is slow (x3)
 +Enough to keep our head to the ground 
 +For youthfulness is a louder sound 
 +Than age - that turning of the page - can make 
 +A forced resemblance of getting old 
 +Left the majority feeling cold 
 +Forgot that energy never gets old 
 +We grow with what we'll always know 
 +And feel the sense of experience 
 +Experience - Youth, youth (x2)
 +Experience - Youth
 +==== Flesh And Blood ====
 +If animals are animals 
 +And animals have brains 
 +We are no more than cannibals 
 +Who refuse to feel the pain 
 +The meat you eat is wrapped up neat 
 +You didn't see it bleed... 
 +And what you kill does not fulfil 
 +Your dietary needs 
 +Take a look from this direction 
 +And save yourself the indigestion 
 +Our guts are geared to vegatation 
 +And it's healthier as well 
 +Open your eyes and face the facts 
 +Meat cost a lot, it gives you heart attacks 
 +A now lot of people think (wrongly) vegetation lacks 
 +In vitamin B12... vitamin B12... 
 +If you really think that's gonna make you ill 
 +Then buy a bottle of vitamin pills! 
 +You could be more healthy 
 +Maybe it doesn't really bother you 
 +But can your conscience bear the strain 
 +Of all the pain that makes your food? 
 +You could feed a lot of needy people 
 +With the grain they feed to cows 
 +But can you comprehend these end results 
 +Or can you not allow 
 +Yourself to break the old tradition? 
 +False conception of nutrition 
 +Well they all eat meat on the television 
 +Except those little starving children 
 +Would you ever eat the meat 
 +From another humain being? 
 +Flesh and blood 
 +Is animal 
 +Is you and me 
 +Animal is suffering
 +==== Get Off The Phone ====
 +Someone phoned and said "hello?" 
 +And for about, well hum, I dunno 
 +A few split seconds I thought "Oh no" 
 +"I know that voice"... so I said real slow 
 +"Uh yes?" Who could it be? 
 +Of course it turned out 
 +There was no room for doubt 
 +It was you all along 
 +It's just that your voice 
 +Was coverded in noise 
 +That didn't belong 
 +You said "Don't mention my name 
 +I got something to say. 
 +The police came around 
 +About ten minutes ago 
 +They got my address book 
 +And you aught to know, 
 +They we're asking weird questions 
 +About what I believe 
 +And reading my fanzines 
 +And your record sleeves." 
 +I said "Get off the phone 
 +I don't think we're alone, 
 +I keep hearing these noises 
 +They're tapping my phone. 
 +They're searching your house 
 +And now they'll search mine, 
 +They'll pull us all in 
 +If they get enough time. 
 +If you've done nothing wrong 
 +They'll make up a crime, 
 +They'll say you're unbalanced 
 +Cos you went out of line. 
 +There's no freedom to move 
 +Unless it's forward or back 
 +And you can't speak your mind 
 +Cos your phone's being tapped. 
 +But we know all these things 
 +So we have to react. 
 +They're not defending our freedom 
 +It's blatent attack, 
 +They take all our freedom 
 +And give nothing back. 
 +They take all our freedom 
 +==== Experiment Earth ====
 +A zillion miles into the space 
 +Is a very very very big telescopic lens 
 +Someone labelled 'alien' is looking at this place 
 +Checking out experimental women and men 
 +Several million years ago 
 +They planted human beings on a planet called earth 
 +And Sent a few biologists to make sure we would grow 
 +Who ended up in Spielberg films, or crucified, or worse 
 +Lost and lost of time went past 
 +Til what we know as 'recently' was when it all went wrong 
 +Technology ran the human race 
 +The humans finished last 
 +They were spending less on medicine and more and more on bombs 
 +The layers in the atmosphere were open wide 
 +And no-one out in outer space liked what they saw inside 
 +Animals in slavery where forests used to be 
 +Starving people eating hamburgers and catching hearth disease 
 +What to do with the toxic waste? 
 +The ocean floor is filling up and those drums rust away 
 +"We could try dumping all this rubbish in outer space" 
 +But the aliens were listening to everything we say 
 +A zillion miles into outer space 
 +Is a very very very big telescopic lens 
 +And when an alien experiment starts messing up the place 
 +It is left to self-destruction, clear the mess and start again 
 +Clear the mess! 
 +Start again! 
 +Experiment earth (x2)
 +Clear the mess! 
 +Start again!
 +==== How To Write Ultimate Protest Songs ====
 +You have to use your imagination 
 +To get across the situation 
 +You can simplify or overstate 
 +To make it easier to relate 
 +You can go right over the top 
 +With a list of things you want to stop 
 +Or you can concentrate on just one wrong 
 +And make it easier to sing along 
 +But if you say "I don't like this" 
 +(Or that or the other in a big long list) 
 +Then people write you off as a pessimist 
 +Providing no alternatives 
 +Or if you decide to simplify 
 +And use four-letter words and spit in the sky 
 +Then they'll chant the slogans and won't even try 
 +To understand the reasons why 
 +So perhaps the only way to make clear 
 +The views you'd like everyone to hear 
 +Is by taking a piece of everyday life 
 +And looking at it closer in a different light 
 +Let's take an example - the way we eat 
 +Sat at the table and it's all so neat 
 +Now you can understand that cos that's 'how it's done' 
 +And it's probably happened to everyone 
 +Having caught the attention you now decide 
 +How far to push your thoughts outside 
 +There's loads of angles, like dining out 
 +The hunger of the old man whose cash ran out 
 +The money made by corporations 
 +Selling bombs not food to starving nations 
 +You see there's a world-wide scope of affiliations 
 +Depending how far you wanna stretch imaginations 
 +Insert a little optimism now and then 
 +Before complaining becomes a trend 
 +Repetition defeats the point in the end 
 +It numbs imagination til it can't comprehend 
 +So walk the line between humour and gloom 
 +Amongst the debris there's just enough room 
 +To keep your mentality going strong 
 +And create some ultimate protest songs
 +==== Charity ====
 +As the Charity Department at the Treasury 
 +Dispenses licenses so you can do one too 
 +The etheopians are running out of weaponry 
 +So their leaders stock it up instead of food 
 +And charity begins at home 
 +So get out on the streets 
 +And help the refugees 
 +And the manager of E.M.I. technology 
 +Seems reluctant to discuss his business deals 
 +Cos the weapon sales are paying for his meals 
 +He'll go to withering heights 
 +To keep it out of sight 
 +Profit! Weaponry doesn't feed refugees 
 +It's a hit! McCartney's saying please on T.V.'s royalties to feed the world with 
 +Wembley Stadium forever on the video 
 +And a million spent to raise that sixty more 
 +Nothing ever quite as big as this before 
 +And it broke our hearts 
 +As it topped the charts 
 +But when the overkill exploited the reality 
 +We forgot the facts and revelled in the noise 
 +We didn't see that while we had the voice 
 +Companies and laws were pulling vocal chords 
 +If the western world was less obsessed with proprety 
 +And the need to keep it safe with threats of war 
 +Then the third world wouldn't need a war economy 
 +That we're supplying at a cost they can't afford 
 +So we buy up all their crops and grain 
 +And sell it back again 
 +When there ain't no rain 
 +And have a big campaign 
 +Using famous names 
 +And as the penny drops 
 +Into the Oxfam box 
 +Take off the V.A.T. 
 +Then call it charity 
 +And the public think the government is wonderful 
 +For promoting our assistance to the poor 
 +But their profits are a whole lot more 
 +They create the need to feed the refugees 
 +And delegate the guilty feeling to the public eye 
 +Via pictures of starvation on T.V. 
 +And get the public conscience back out on the streets 
 +With the empty tins 
 +And little flags on pins 
 +Lets call it charity (x2)
 +Make it pay! 
 +==== Habit  ====
 +I wake up every morning and think, "today's the day 
 +I That takes this repetition and throws it all away" 
 +I stumble to the toilet then the kitchen for some food 
 +I cannot do without it but it's what I always do 
 +Here's the next door neighbour discarding his T.V. 
 +No more life in two dimensions 
 +Less then two weeks later his face is like a screen 
 +And now he's got a bigger one - Habit retention 
 +It's a habit 
 +Well I had it 
 +And then I lost it 
 +And now I want it back again 
 +Manning the machinery and dreaming of the day 
 +He'll get to see some scenery and have a holiday 
 +And now he's won the lottery, he'll never work again 
 +Unless of course they ask him back, the cycle never ends 
 +It's a habit 
 +Well I had it 
 +And then I lost it 
 +And now I want it back again 
 +There's people out there travelling so fast it's just insane 
 +Always rushing to get back there 
 +Home is where the car is parked and then it's off again 
 +The fear of immobility? But you're just sat there! 
 +I want to throw it all away (x4)
 +And now I want it back again 
 +Now he wants it back again 
 +You can't have it back again, no no no 
 +Habit is invisible until it falls apart 
 +Left clutching for security and groping in the dark 
 +What do we relying on so much that we get bored 
 +With having it, but losing it will make us need it more? 
 +I'm gonna throw it all away 
 +I'm gonna do something today 
 +Something that I haven't done before, it 
 +Could be almost anything 
 +I don't want to make a habit of it 
 +It's a habit 
 +Well I had it 
 +And then I lost it 
 +And now I want it back again 
 +==== Phone In Sick
 + ====
 +Queuing up for jobs that we don't want &amp; demean us 
 +Wanna be a shop assistant? Lavatory cleaner? 
 +Spent a bomb on uniforms to justify low wages 
 +Qualify by turning up and having smiley faces 
 +By the way your appearance isn't what we call supportive 
 +Put your image up for sale, the corporation bought it 
 +Just do what we tell you to and keep the job forever 
 +At least until we sack you cos computers do it better 
 +Woke up with a job one day and didn't wanna work no more 
 +Get a life before it's too late 
 +Phone in sick of it all (x2)
 +When the only thing that jobs entail is endless repetion 
 +Stacking up &amp; pulling down &amp; making no decisions 
 +It's time to re-evaluate your actual position 
 +How fast does an opportunity become a prison? 
 +All our creativity is waiting to be used 
 +If it's not what you're working with, find better things to do 
 +Work &amp; play should be combined together, make it fun! 
 +Don't waste your life regretting it, it's, it's the only one 
 +Yeah! Yeah! 
 +Woke up with a job one day and didn't wanna work no more 
 +Get a life before it's too late 
 +Phone in sick of it all 
 +Phone in sick of it 
 +I didn't go to work today 
 +I don't think I'll go in tomorrow 
 +No way! 
 +Phone in 
 +Sick of it all - Sick of it all 
 +Phone in sick of it
 +==== Overheard ====
 +Pubtime: men sat around the table 
 +Talking about, but equally unable 
 +To talk to women: hard to relate 
 +When all linked up to potential mates 
 +Male style - owzitgoin? - great! - 
 +Delinquency... the more pissed you seem 
 +The better the realtion, the easier the dream 
 +For about half an hour and then 
 +Closing time, drifting off again 
 +With the lights &amp; the mind gone dim 
 +Overheard? It wasn't me 
 +You overheard, no it couldn't have been 
 +Overheard? It wasn't me, it was him! It was him! It was him! 
 +==== It wasn't me, it was him!  ====
 +Excusing the fundamental abuse of women 
 +Seen as weaker by tradition 
 +And the overuse of stereotypes - Both women &amp; men 
 +It was like this before 
 +So it happens again 
 +It used to happen next door 
 +But it's so "us &amp; them" these days... 
 +What could I say? 
 +Not daring to argue, playing the game 
 +Trying to laugh but feeling ashamed 
 +When I did, I think you felt the same 
 +Sat round the table keeping the lid 
 +Down tight, unable to look into their eyes 
 +And say "Right! I've had enough of your sexist shite!" 
 +Cos you make a quick exit or you get a fight 
 +We're so afraid of not making friends 
 +With what we laughingly call "our fellow men" 
 +That we excuse our silence and waste our minds 
 +By saying nothing that betrays the lie 
 +And explodes the myth 
 +That women get on with it and men get pissed 
 +Women get on with it and men get pissed
 +==== I Had To Guess ====
 +I had to guess 
 +Whether happiness 
 +Was having more 
 +Or needing less 
 +I couldn't decide 
 +Then I got depressed 
 +Then I had to guess 
 +Whether being depressed 
 +Was needing more 
 +Or having less 
 +I couldn't decide 
 +So I gave it a rest 
 +Then I had to guess 
 +Whether giving it a rest 
 +Was making it worse 
 +Or keeping it best 
 +I couldn't decide 
 +So I got undressed 
 +Put my head on the pillow 
 +And thought "What a mess" 
 +We could go on forever 
 +Searching like this 
 +For answers to questions 
 +That do not exist 
 +When I woke in the morning 
 +There was something amiss 
 +What state was I in 
 +Before writing all this? 
 +I was happy! That's it! 
 +Before I started to guess 
 +About the levels of feeling 
 +That run through my head 
 +It's best to just do things 
 +And see how it goes 
 +For no-one can tell you 
 +What nobody knows 
 +==== Over The Fence  ====
 +Can't stop this constant nod 
 +Just met two peas from the nextdoor pod 
 +Seems like making a brand new friend 
 +But all this shaking never ends 
 +Invitations to join in things 
 +I haven't done since seventeen 
 +Photos from places I still haven't been 
 +Postponing &amp; phoning faces unseen 
 +Slightly nervous... 
 +Thinking backwards... 
 +Up &amp; over it! 
 +Someone else's experience 
 +Someone else is over the fence 
 +No more blank comparison sketch 
 +No more false impressions left 
 +Had to go... 
 +Things to do, you know how it is... 
 +It went from this to further over and back again 
 +Always make it back again
 +Further over and back again 
 +Always make it back again
 +Back again 
 +Didn't you &amp; me met in somewhere before - Back again 
 +Haven't we met somewhere nextdoor - Back again 
 +Haven't I seen your face before
 +==== Revolution ====
 +When 'the people's revolution 
 +Is the stuff of science fiction 
 +Then the sense of evolution is deranged 
 +Into thinking your solution 
 +Is the easy contradiction 
 +To the way you had the problem re-arranged 
 +Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! 
 +No! No! No! No! No! - I don't think so! (x2)
 +No! No! No! No! No! 
 +It's obvious to me 
 +But can't you blinkered visionaries 
 +All comprehend how unrealistic it must be? 
 +To alter all the problems 
 +Til the facts are all forgotten 
 +And solutions blowout on the morning breeze 
 +Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! 
 +No! No! No! No! No! - I don't think so! (x2)
 +No! No! No! No! No! - Where's your revolution now? 
 +No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! 
 +When will you come to realise 
 +The more you tend to theorise 
 +The actuality of life recedes? 
 +And the daily devastation 
 +- Maybe daily revelation - 
 +Is forgotten in the future you conceive 
 +So any people's revolution 
 +Is not down to your conclusions 
 +Concerning how we change to suit your needs 
 +For if everyone is what they are 
 +Change can only go as far 
 +As people want to change their destiny 
 +No! No! No! No! No! 
 +No! No! No! No! No! - I don't think so! (x2)
 +No! No! No! No! No! - Where's your revolution now? 
 +No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
 +==== Out Of Control ====
 +I used to smile at the camera 
 +But now it,s on every corner 
 +And everyone is staring 
 +Ignorant or tired or caring 
 +Or just completely used to feeling 
 +Watched all the time 
 +Or holding back a sense of freedom 
 +That comes out late at night 
 +It's out of control 
 +Orwell's future science fiction 
 +Ended up a near prediction 
 +Smug the rebel's lonely chorus 
 +'We saw it before it saw us' 
 +Flick the page to a few years later 
 +The novelty is out of date - a 
 +Problem redefined has gone 
 +Now we're told it's what we wanted 
 +It's out of control (x3)
 +Now everyone's on camera 
 +And everyone's an actor 
 +Here's a random factor 
 +Someone took away the screen 
 +E-motion pictures in 3-D 
 +Beyond control the human being 
 +Is freer than the one projected 
 +Being watched to keep control 
 +Of 'crime' - A buzzword has its hold 
 +Another such is 'you' - it makes us 
 +Follow where the message takes us 
 +Either down the path to silence 
 +Where no-one says more than they're told 
 +Or to the realisation 
 +Our containment needs permission 
 +Our acceptance paves the way 
 +That makes it worse when we get old 
 +Grandad had so much to say 
 +But all his anger had gone cold 
 +Tried &amp; tested, failed suppressed 
 +Then new technology invested 
 +Here's the future human being 
 +Silent, nervous, dead or screaming 
 +No! It's out of control! 
 +No! No! It's out of control! (x7)
 +==== Picture This (The Invention Of Television) ====
 +Well they said it couldn't be done 
 +But they always had it in mind 
 +A picture machine! Like a radio 
 +But a three-dimensional kind 
 +Seeing what words could only say 
 +Extending the views so far away 
 +So much to see, so much to show 
 +Let's see how far this thing can go 
 +What's on T.V.? (x4)
 +Well they said it shouldn't be done 
 +But they always had it in mind 
 +Charging a fee for the quality 
 +And a bigger one to advertise 
 +Too many viewpoints go unheard 
 +When money talks so undisturbed 
 +Here's the market - Fill the blanks 
 +For exploitation we say thanks 
 +What's on T.V.? - Fuck you! (x2)
 +What's on T.V.? (x2)
 +Well they said it couldn't be done 
 +But they plugged into our minds 
 +A one-way delivery feeding tube 
 +Of reality simplified 
 +Now our thoughts are in mass production 
 +Our nerves de-densitized 
 +This apex of invention 
 +Has replaced our ears &amp; eyes 
 +Well I'd rather sing songs about nature 
 +Being happy or having fun 
 +But I asked at the desk when I got here 
 +And they said it couldn't be done 
 +Too much T.V.! (x4)
 +More at ease with songs against T.V. 
 +That's something we all know about 
 +And we'd rather get off on the hatred 
 +Than imagine the living without 
 +I been watching too much telly 
 +Almost turned my brain to jelly 
 +Now I'm playing my cassettes 
 +Get back to the music before you forget! 
 +Before you forget! (x4)
 +Turn it off!
 +==== Internal Release ====
 +Sat round a table, "What do you do?" 
 +I put my neuroses on public view 
 +Everyone sat round something to say 
 +But contracting it all into "Have a nice day?" 
 +Oh! - When I said "Well no not really" 
 +Oh! - Aiming to let go of a lonely feeling 
 +I sensed a tension unexpected 
 +Normal question got redirected 
 +Didn't it? You know I was taught 
 +That's what friends are really for 
 +This is a cry for communication 
 +This is a sample of alienation 
 +So I looked up from starting what may never ends 
 +To see you looking for another friend 
 +Are all your acquaintances so happy inside 
 +Simplistic answers are the only replies 
 +You get? And so it goes on 
 +If everyone's happy then what could be wrong? 
 +Needing to know that surrounded by plastic 
 +Transient values &amp; rapid-fire thrills 
 +Internal release need not be so drastic 
 +Create perceptions that none of us feel, fell, none of us feel 
 +This is a cry for communication 
 +This is a sample of alienation
 +==== Autographs ====
 +After the gig and keen to share 
 +The end result of feeling aware 
 +But it's autographs that you want me to sign 
 +I write my name but it's not even mine... 
 +It's yours, hang it up on your wall 
 +I hope you get over it, do a bit more 
 +Cos playing the game is the game itself 
 +Where all you get told is all you can tell 
 +Labels define, and their opposition 
 +Defines as well, puts you in a position 
 +Label it 'alternative', what does it mean? 
 +A token cog in the music machine 
 +It's always easier to follow the leader 
 +Lowest common denominator 
 +All dressed up as a motivator 
 +Fuck the system? Yeah, see you later! See you later! 
 +Fuck the system! Time four 
 +Seems like we heard it all before 
 +Several years back we all got a clue 
 +Resistance fed what we said we'd do 
 +Now several years on it's like it all belongs 
 +To the history books - well that's how it looks 
 +The regeneration of the blank generation 
 +Forgetfulness, that's all it took 
 +It's always easier to follow the leader 
 +Lowest common denominator 
 +All dressed up as a motivator 
 +Fuck the system? Yeah, see you later! Yeah, see you later! 
 +A regeneration of the blank generation (x3)
 +Regeneration of the blank generation 
 +Rebellion into fashion 
 +And fashion creates names 
 +To be signed on bits of paper 
 +It's all part of the game 
 +A continuance of the process 
 +All you want is autographs 
 +Where has all the meaning gone? 
 +Why do I have to ask?
 +==== Back To Zero
 + ====
 +Had a friend he would spend all his time going mad 
 +You never heard more absurd, his new versions of 'crazy horses' 
 +Finger to the head, everybody said he was cracked 
 +And he was out there, but somehow he always came back 
 +Back to zero 
 +Then he got put away up to the hospital 
 +Back to zero 
 +They let him out - Now he's got nothing to say 
 +The lesson learnt was to never return to that place 
 +Creating fear with control of your character on prescription 
 +Now he smiles like his files are being held to his face 
 +If he did resist a bit it wouldn't fit and there he goes again 
 +Back to zero 
 +He plays it safe but feels deranged 
 +Back to zero 
 +Just waiting for the call - We're taking all you know away 
 +They call you mad, feed you drugs, say you're cured and you're free 
 +To keep in line with the threat they can do as they please 
 +Scapegoats for the rest of us until we sus it's all you &amp; me 
 +In and out of institutions, repetition &amp; exclusion 
 +Lies they sell you 
 +Make you doubt your sanity 
 +But when they tell you 
 +You must come back where you've just been 
 +You'll have no chance to tell them 
 +"No! I'm O.K. now!" 
 +Back to zero
 +"No! I'm O.K. now!" 
 +Back to zero (x3)
 +"No! I'm O.K. now!"
 +==== Choice Of Viewing ====
 +Your poison is my antidote 
 +What keeps you down keeps me afloat 
 +Perceiving, as you believe in it 
 +That media shapes were never meant to fit 
 +The holes you create to fit them in 
 +But you adjust and the fiction wins, again 
 +The pictures from the T.V. screen 
 +Contain a lot more then what it really seems 
 +But to be there seeing it all for real 
 +Is it too much to contemplate? Is it too much to feel? 
 +Cast the image, it is all, until it disappears 
 +To be instantly replaced 
 +What do we do with the information? 
 +Who selects your choice of viewing? 
 +Why don't we lose the hesitation 
 +That keeps us looking instead of doing? 
 +The first thing to do and now not later 
 +Quit the position of mere spectator 
 +Be your own motivator 
 +Look to the inside, be the creator 
 +Now not later! 
 +Not for others to blindly follow 
 +- See how the influence works - 
 +But to give you a space that isn't so hollow 
 +Where no-one but you has the words 
 +And the pictures to fit what you're saying 
 +From what only you have thought out 
 +When the media form your opinion 
 +You forget what real life's about 
 +What do we do with the information? 
 +Who selects your choice of viewing? 
 +Why don't we lose the hesitation 
 +That keeps us looking instead of doing? 
 +It's your life, what are you doing? (x3)
 +==== Lose The Instructions  ====
 +Get mad as loud as possible! 
 +Lose the instructions, lose control 
 +Everyone does it when they're on their own 
 +Nobody hears so no image gets blown 
 +Every intention scared of the critic 
 +It's never enough being called 'pathetic' 
 +Sometimes anger starts to invade 
 +The outside image we're given to play 
 +Sometimes thoughts can't replace intuition 
 +Taking too long reaching no decision 
 +Are you creating or folding under? 
 +I heard you scream, it sounded like thunder 
 +But hollowed out amidst the fashion 
 +All the scorn without the passion 
 +Here's the original, here's the reaction 
 +All laid out - Smug satisfaction 
 +No! It's all pre-arranged 
 +Someone did it once so we do it again 
 +Routine monotony kills us all 
 +So lets get unpredictable! 
 +==== Somewhere To Go ====
 +I hear the sound of bells &amp; sirens 
 +Wired alarmed &amp; face to face 
 +Intruded in exclusion zone 
 +Looking for a sleeping place 
 +Locks &amp; clocks &amp; iron bars 
 +Barking dogs, securicars 
 +Electric lights &amp; concrete grass 
 +Getting scared to even ask 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being arrested 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being scared 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being questioned 
 +Somewhere to go - Where somebody cares 
 +Put on screen to serve the public 
 +Here's the problem now drop the subject 
 +Asked some questions unrequested 
 +Next day quietly arrested 
 +A token trials to stop the rumours 
 +Hordes of desperate non-consumers 
 +In a rush to beat the systematic 
 +Silencing of their existence 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being arrested 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being scared 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being questioned 
 +Somewhere to go - Where somebody cares 
 +And they bought in all their cameras 
 +And they made a film about us 
 +About my friends and all their problems 
 +And now we're on the television 
 +They made a documentary 
 +Showed it late night on T.V. 
 +Raising audience figures 
 +For the regular advertisers 
 +The public conscience shivered 
 +Then turned the T.V. over 
 +This is homelessness delivered 
 +Too close to home 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being arrested 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being scared 
 +Somewhere to go - Without being questioned 
 +Somewhere to go - Where somebody cares 
 +Somewhere to go - Somewhere to go (x4)
 +==== Shrink The Distance ====
 +If we're gonna say O.K. 
 +To submission at the border 
 +Who if anyone will say 
 +"I don't believe in law &amp; order"? 
 +All the thoughts of alienation 
 +Feeling guilt through association 
 +Appearance altered fit the plan 
 +Making it as easy as we can 
 +All you got is regulation 
 +All I got is inspiration 
 +All I get is your resistance 
 +I just wanna shrink the distance 
 +Welcome? Hardly - Face the flag 
 +Total strangers rape my bag 
 +I had no room to pack the bomb 
 +Where do you think I'm coming from? 
 +Oh! Travel broadens the mind 
 +And here's the threat to human kind 
 +If you go so far you leave behind 
 +All the notions in your mind 
 +All you got is regulation 
 +All I got is inspiration 
 +All I get is your resistance 
 +I just wanna shrink the distance 
 +Freedom comes in losing stability 
 +So-called 'forced' to use your ability 
 +To cope with unknown situations 
 +Soon destroys the notion of nations 
 +But I just want to see the planet before I die 
 +How can it be so hard to cross this borderline 
 +Between what's yours - between what's yours - and what is mine? 
 +I just want to see the planet 
 +Before I die 
 +Seperate lands it's all possession 
 +Guarded with some warped obsession 
 +Of control - You wanna come in? 
 +It all depends on where you've been 
 +I'm sick of doing what I'm told 
 +Stay at home, grow up, feel old 
 +Feeling young is not quite knowing 
 +- Until you've gone - Just where you're going 
 +All you got is regulation 
 +All I got is inspiration 
 +All I get is your resistance 
 +I just wanna shrink the distance
 +==== Will Swap ====
 +If I want a bargain, I avoid the high street shops 
 +I check the local papers to see who needs what I've got 
 +And who has what I can't afford when I can't afford a lot 
 +Someone else in this position, O.K. let's do a swap! 
 +Will swap. What have you got? 
 +Ain't got no money - Don't own it, can't loan it 
 +Ain't got no credit - Won't get it, yeah, forget it 
 +Will swap this poverty for all the things I need 
 +Things you've never seen before are left outside to rot 
 +There's food &amp; furniture in skips and most are still unlocked 
 +Surplus raw materials are shelves &amp; building blocks 
 +If you don't want it, someone will, why not do a swap? 
 +Will swap. What have you got? 
 +Ain't got no money - Don't own it, can't loan it 
 +Ain't got no credit - Won't get it, yeah, forget it 
 +Will swap this property for all I really need 
 +Will swap. Homelessness for squats 
 +Hunger for surplus tons of food 
 +Anger for a reason, so few have got so much 
 +With so many hopelessly demanding 
 +"Will do anything" - "Anything will do" 
 +So here's the barter syster on the pages at the back 
 +Will swap commercial interest for a rummage in your sack 
 +Will swap your c.c.t.v. for an unrecorded chat 
 +We'll swap a few priorities and watch the wall street crash 
 +Will swap. What have you got? 
 +Ain't got no money - Don't own it, can't loan it 
 +Ain't got no credit - Won't get it, yeah, forget it 
 +Will swap this poverty for all I really need
 +==== P.C. Musical Chairs ====
 +Everyone gets a seat, no-one gets left out 
 +The desire to equalise is starting to numb us out 
 +Blunting individuals looking far too wide 
 +Beyond the need to understand that every single mind 
 +Must know its own reflection, not one that's been supplied 
 +With over-regulation we've nothing to decide 
 +Nothing to decide 
 +Without the risk of failure we've nothing to achieve 
 +But when failure is the basis on which a brand new moral theme 
 +Is set from past conceptions of an old morality 
 +How far does doctrination make it seem like a repeat? 
 +Invisible consensus 
 +Value added facts 
 +Standars shift without warning 
 +Something started to crack 
 +Hear it on the radio, see it on the screen 
 +Read it in a paper, they tell me what it means 
 +In terms of having heard it somewhere else before 
 +But the media self-appointed, are laying down new laws 
 +To give us more illusions and this one, like disease 
 +Has spread so well we find it hard to disbelieve 
 +Political correctness? Check the words out one by one 
 +After years of media politics the first one is no fun 
 +'Correctness' reeks of classrooms, being taught to toe the line 
 +So don't tell me it's natural or previously in our minds 
 +Anyone with a conscience 
 +Knows what is right or wrong 
 +They're pushing what cannot be bought 
 +A reason to belong (x3)
 +A reason 
 +P.C. is just a label not a statement of I.D. 
 +Not a passport to be someone of some higher quality 
 +When something says it for us and repeats it enough times 
 +We believe we hear a chorus of other people's minds 
 +Then we all become self-conscious 
 +And lose the basic need 
 +Of expressing our opinions 
 +It's the root of being free 
 +It's only by discussion of a difference that it's known 
 +Learning by discerning who we meet and where we go 
 +No-one sets morality; what you are is all your own! 
 +P.C. obscures reality, what you reap is what you sow! 
 +What you reap 
 +Is what you sow!
 +==== Next Big Thing ====
 +Tremendous! Fab! The critics cried 
 +As unpopular culture was opened wide 
 +To show the world what wasn't hidden 
 +But up til then had been forbidden 
 +With more open eyes than open minds 
 +The critics searched intent to find 
 +The latest act on the borderline 
 +Between being coarse &amp; showing fine 
 +An image brought to public view 
 +That spurned the many to proclaim the few 
 +Processed such that any threat 
 +Was shown to be simple to forget 
 +And for that falsehood,people flocked 
 +To be seen to relishing what they'd mocked 
 +Safe now the threat was public domain 
 +All the old rebellion shown to be safe 
 +Radical chic for the strong gone weak 
 +Handed on a plate what they were too scared to seek 
 +Dressed in non-conformity, the people took the hand 
 +That seemed to promise freedom... but they couldn't understand 
 +That through the hands of media 
 +And all the ways they're feeding it 
 +The content becomes less not more 
 +Getting the result without knowing the score 
 +Music has been raped &amp; shed 
 +Of all its power by the images fed 
 +Beguiled by smiles presumed to be scorns 
 +They bought the product and the cult was formed 
 +Original music is always born 
 +But the way its produced can make it look deformed 
 +Pity for the rebel who faught so strong 
 +To be put in the position where he didn't belong 
 +But hoped beyond the vision he'd always had 
 +That some kind of good could emerge from the bad
 +==== Can't Be Bothered ====
 +Queuing up for leaflets, 'How to get ahead' 
 +Well, one man grumbles next to me "That's the one I never read. 
 +But no-one tells me what I need, so it doesn't really bother me." 
 +Outside someone sweeps the road, I ask "Is it good pay?" 
 +"Throw that leaflet in the bin and ask some other day. 
 +I do my job to make ends meets, 
 +Reasons they don't bother me." 
 +In the line up by the sign that says 'Wait here until it comes' 
 +Everyone's standing in the rain, doing mental sums 
 +The fare has just gone up again so the weather doesn't bother them 
 +The bus is late again. The driver smiles, he knows 
 +The people who complain at him will thank him when they go 
 +"Well, I get paid and they pay me, 
 +So it doesn't really bother me." 
 +A kid walks down the pavement kicking stones &amp; cans 
 +His mother slaps him harder to make him understand 
 +That "You can try to impress your friends 
 +But it doesn't really bother them." 
 +And his friends are laughing loudly but they're feeling just like him 
 +There's always someone bigger who tells you you can't win 
 +So they hang around in groups of ten pretending nothing bother them 
 +A man slumped in the corner was talking A to Z 
 +Where he'd been and what he'd done and why all his friends were dead 
 +"I know I drink too much", said he 
 +"But now it doesn't really bother me." 
 +Nothing bothered anyone as I wondered "Who am I 
 +To be the only person who ever wonders why?" 
 +And someone said I was in the way 
 +"Does it bother you?", "No it's O.K." 
 +"Does it really bother you?" 
 +"No it's O.K."
 +==== 2000 And One ====
 +Selling by numbers, hi-tech illusion 
 +Look to a future and keep it clean 
 +2000 and one, ends of the century 
 +Figuring out the advertising scheme 
 +For toilet machinery, paper dispensers, kitchen appliances, razor blades, serial 
 +comics without the humour 
 +Buy now pay later, pre-arranged 
 +2000 years since whatever the panic was all about 
 +Turn on the T.V., see the devout 
 +Asking for money so they can help you out 
 +It's almost as if we can stand &amp; watch 
 +Til the magic number lets us off somehow 
 +We imagine a new beginning 
 +Getting fat after all the thinning 
 +Losing so much then suddenly winning 
 +Meanwhile obscuring the chaos we live in 
 +Fast rate technology 
 +Plastic diversions 
 +Wiping our conscience 
 +On numerical versions 
 +Of a future concieved 
 +Too easily believed 
 +Via numb repetition in a culture of ease 
 +And convenience trash, we're so easy to please 
 +Is nobody asking for more than this? 
 +Don't wait too long, it won't always exist 
 +2000 and one (x3)
 +==== Panic In The Supermarket ====
 +She got a basket 
 +She gotta fill it 
 +Picking up a can of beans 
 +Imagining herself in a movie scene 
 +A random fluctuation 
 +Background music hesitation 
 +Tape chewed up! It's panic station 
 +Consumerist disintegration 
 +"I won't buy this! 
 +Cos I don't need it 
 +I won't buy this! 
 +I can't afford it 
 +I can't stay in 
 +But where's the exit?" 
 +Wide awake, it's automatic, panic in the supermarket 
 +She got a ticket 
 +But she can't use it 
 +Offer ends in twenty minutes 
 +No I.D. &amp; needs to prove it 
 +Cheque-out full of cheque card carriers 
 +Barges through the human barrier 
 +"Let me through, I'm in a hurry!" 
 +Story detectives in a flurry 
 +"Don't let her out! 
 +She hasn't bought it 
 +Don't let her shout! 
 +Just keep her quiet" 
 +What happens now? 
 +The price is riot 
 +Someone pulls an automatic, panic in the supermarket 
 +She got a bullet 
 +With no name on it 
 +It was generic 
 +It hit her wallet 
 +Got compensation 
 +A month of credit 
 +Someone fixed the tape machine to keep the shoppers in a dream 
 +No-one recalled the shooting thing til they put it in a magazine 
 +"You must buy this! 
 +You won't believe it! 
 +You can't resist! 
 +Is how they feed it 
 +Just one more thing 
 +Top up your basket" 
 +Impulse buy on automatic, Panic in the supermarket
 +==== "Can't Complain" ====
 +In a state of mutual desperation 
 +We declare our level of alienation 
 +Any silent crowded situation 
 +It felt so full of concentration 
 +Never looking in that direction 
 +Sat on the end of a private section of wood 
 +The waiting room conversation 
 +Still waiting to break the speculation 
 +And the same thing's happening all over again 
 +People taking their solitude out of the rain 
 +And into their houses to the same refrain 
 +"Have a nice day dear?" "Can't complain." 
 +Cos the dream of anything ever changing 
 +Remains a nightmare of really stating what you feel 
 +So you can carry on waiting for someone else to say they understand 
 +But it will always go as someone else has planned 
 +The capitulating silence gives them the upper hand 
 +There's always someone louder who will tell you what to do 
 +There's always some instructions at the front end of the queue 
 +And in this mass of silence there's more than just a few 
 +Would love to burst out laughing cos they've thought of something new 
 +But only if they knew for sure they're not the only one 
 +Cos so often the reaction is as if you'd fired a gun 
 +The shattering of silence 
 +Is so often seen as violence 
 +Just goes to show that fear of altered circumstance is rife 
 +A fear imposed by those who say that rituals in life 
 +Are needed to sustain the draining off of inspiration 
 +So no-one ever dare complain about their situation 
 +Imagine what the change could be 
 +If what was thought so constantly was said 
 +Not kept 
 +Locked up 
 +In all of our heads 
 +Too many people thinking 
 +"No-one thinking like this." 
 +"What if no-one else agrees?" 
 +"It's too much of a risk." 
 +A nod &amp; half a glance contain 
 +The contents of a superbrain 
 +For all we know or he could be insane 
 +It's hard to tell cos he looks the same 
 +And anyway, he didn't say his name 
 +Not that anyone dared to ask 
 +And all of us playing the waiting game 
 +In a state of mutual desperation 
 +No use saying "Oh! I can't complain." 
 +You want to change the situation 
 +Imagine what the change could be 
 +If what was thought so constantly was said 
 +Not kept locked up inside our heads
 +==== Faster ====
 +One! Two! 
 +Fast technology made a problem 
 +And advertised its own solution 
 +Buy the latest, speed it all up 
 +And drive off into science-fiction 
 +Longing for a new sensation 
 +Found one at the intersection 
 +Adverts smiling for attention 
 +Missed the turning, blew the engine 
 +Bought a new one fuelled the process 
 +Link roads linking speed to progress 
 +Got there faster, missed the views 
 +Lost the meaning, blew a fuse 
 +Bought a new one different shade 
 +Of image on the screen displayed 
 +In carparks at the service station 
 +Home from home, disorientation 
 +Crossed the point of no admission 
 +Commuter terminal collapse 
 +Someone pull the plug on this one 
 +Before the wire runs out &amp; snaps 
 +(Bip! Bip! Get a spare one!) 
 +Get a spare one! It's too late! 
 +Half a headline in the paper 
 +Someone drove too fast to mention 
 +Here comes another edge to go over 
 +Faster! Faster! (x2)
 +Up to date but running on empty 
 +Knew the risk, forgot to check 
 +Heard forgotten &amp; repeated 
 +Social scrapyard full of wrecks 
 +Here's a new promotion tactic 
 +Unplug that &amp; plug in this one 
 +He who hesitates is dated 
 +And make the most of what we make it 
 +Repeat, consume &amp; undervalue 
 +In the style of double bluff 
 +You say you don't need it 
 +But you can't get enough 
 +Faster! (x12) Fast! STOP!
 +Refugees Go West ====
 +It's all-channel mindset in western world style between T.V. &amp; work we all roam
 +While mad politicians cause wars &amp; divisions in places a long way from home 
 +Political powercrazy generals on hills are bombing the people they know 
 +And making demands, claiming rights over land, til there ain't nowhere to go 
 +"This is religion and so is this too and one of them therefore is wrong." 
 +It's the same old excuse to support fascist views, "You may live here but you 
 +don't belong." 
 +Family gathered to see what was left on the borders of what was once home 
 +The country next door said, "You're welcome, I'm sure, but the law says you'll 
 +soon have to go." 
 +The phrase 'Ethnic cleansing" is dressing in words, racist, oppression &amp; death
 +When the last refugees have come out of the east how far will they have to go 
 +The refugees story gets left in a cold as we turn off the T.V. and go 
 +Easy to ignore til it's at your front door then it's time to say "Stay!" and not 
 +Time to say "Stay!" and not "Go!"
 +==== Backlash ====
 +They're shifting the blame for the problems 
 +Away from the people who made them 
 +Pointing the figures &amp; fingers at those who have already found the solutions 
 +The squatters who took themselves in 
 +Reducing the homeless and using the homes 
 +The travellers who said goodbye to it all, and hello to anyone else on that road
 +The kids are ramraiding their boredom 
 +Reproducing themselves on T.V. 
 +With no aims or future before them 
 +The future got faster to see 
 +They are the headline writers 
 +They are the faces on the screens 
 +They are the seekers of status 
 +They are the words in a speech 
 +Prepared for the total rejection 
 +Of all that they say they can do 
 +After the strikes &amp; the backlash 
 +The people will want something new 
 +But instead of reversing the process 
 +And listening out for ideas 
 +They'll turn the attention on lifestyles 
 +Untouched by their strirring up fear 
 +And divert the anger &amp; protest 
 +Away from their actions in actions fictions 
 +Denial or contradiction, image forming, status building, powergames, names with 
 +titles, mind games 
 +Diverting the blame by diverting the problem 
 +"Yes, but now look at this situation" 
 +Here we all go, here we all go 
 +Here we all go attacking the minority 
 +Same old thing but a different label 
 +Pretty soon we'll all be in one or another 
 +Dividing the majority is keeping them stable 
 +It's basically a case of replacing the reality of people living out their own 
 +With misinformation about the state of the nation, being down not to the 
 +government but a lack of morality 
 +The only morality they understand is a belief in control and the status quo 
 +Anyone successing in escaping these things becomes a target when the fuses blow
 +Me, I've never squatted nor live on the site 
 +But I've seen enough to know what's right 
 +I've watched both sides of this lifestyle fence 
 +And it's more then politics, it's common sense 
 +Nobody does what they don't want to 
 +The state exists to promote itself 
 +Given alternatives of what you could do 
 +You wouldn't need the state 
 +Nor would anybody else! (x2)
 +==== Friends ====
 +I've got friends who are there to the end 
 +Sharing past experience, rejecting all the trends 
 +Seeing through the everyday and leading their own lives 
 +Creating tunes &amp; phrases that help us all survive 
 +I've got friends who chose to settle down 
 +Mortgages &amp; babies, getted married, saving bounds 
 +So when I get to tell you these friends are all the same 
 +You start to get a picture - the shock is in the change 
 +Growing older seperates experience from 'now' 
 +What once was one big family is caught up in a row 
 +Based on what we used to be, division causing stress 
 +Looked upon subjectively it all seems such a mess 
 +Sat in stupid corners thinking we're all alone 
 +Not counting friends who went the way we never used to go 
 +While they're sat in the same corner, feeling more or less the same 
 +How many rules were broken in the lead up to this game? 
 +How much freedom do we need before we give some of it away? 
 +Opinions need to loosen up if we really want some change 
 +If every boundary we create excludes more than it retains 
 +Then old friends are excluded, and you have to think again
 +==== Skin ====
 +Growing skin last washed forgotten when 
 +It would be getting rotten but for the rain 
 +Solo times zero to shutout the refrain 
 +"How come we never got to see you again?" 
 +Not so much trapped but preferring to hide 
 +Don't open the door unless you're going outside 
 +Living on nothing getting too expensive 
 +Turned it inside out and then we lost the friendship 
 +With a mood of defiance and not wanting it 
 +Becoming reliant on the fact it exist 
 +Searching for something better than this? 
 +Throw out the pieces that never would fit 
 +And throw out the jigsaw, you coming for miles - and miles, and miles, and miles
 +Emptied the bin with a 
 +Picked up the phone with a 
 +Had a few word with a 
 +Wrote it all down with a smile 
 +And time stood still like good times do 
 +While bad times hovered in the recent past 
 +Talking them over lets you know you can choose 
 +Between cutting them dead or letting them last 
 +Yeah! Steady now! 
 +And the choosing is the using of your own self-esteem 
 +Did you like it as it was? or has it never really been? 
 +Some people want it dirty and others like it clean 
 +Denying there's an area thats lying inbetween 
 +Now watching the blind leading the blind 
 +Gives you the time to use your mind 
 +Plenty of skin to grow back again 
 +Plenty of room outside the one you're in 
 +One - Two
 +==== Feeding ====
 +We're feeding on facts, we're feeding on fiction 
 +Feeding cos we need to eat 
 +Supplying our minds with information 
 +But half of it is incomplete 
 +They used to wrap chips in newspapers 
 +Now they microwave fast food 
 +We end up picking at rumours 
 +In the hope of a grain of truth 
 +Do you know what you are feeding? 
 +Do you know what you are fed? 
 +We say we don't believe all that we read 
 +But is anyone reading at all? 
 +Or merely feeding on what's being fed 
 +In the hope of feeling full? 
 +We all need to be resources 
 +Rather than receptacles 
 +There's too many lies and rumours 
 +To recognise them all 
 +Do you know what you are feeding? 
 +Do you know what you are fed? 
 +Do you repeat what is worth repeating? 
 +Or store it all inside your head? 
 +Be a source of information 
 +Inspire debate, protest and go! 
 +Feed on food for thought reaction 
 +If no-one feeds it, grow your own! (x3)
 +==== Popsongs ====
 +You'll never make the charts - charts - if you sing about repression 
 +Cos pretending to be in control - in control - is a national obsession 
 +Even when the self-control is let loose as aggression - agression 
 +"Oh you know he doesn't mean it man","It's is natural expression" 
 +"It's is natural expression" 
 +Some say the constant hammering is following the beat 
 +And popsongs heard to pass the time will break up the routine 
 +In some hazy day pre-radio you'd hear the hammers sing 
 +Now they shout above the popsongs, go unnoticed and give in 
 +Go unnoticed and give in 
 +It claims to break up the routine, become a part of it - part of hit 
 +But no signs of improvement in the way the hammers hit 
 +You see the way the workers act when the chains relax a bit 
 +Does it indicate their mental state as happy clean and fit? 
 +Happy clean and fit? 
 +After daylong happy tunes its prime reaction time 
 +Blob out horizontal to the spectacle sublime 
 +Replacing conversation space with pleasantries that rhyme 
 +Have a good weekend folks, just make sure you're back by nine 
 +Just make sure you're back by nine 
 +So when the batteries went flat - flat - and the D.J. went off air 
 +The atmosphere in the factory made everyone aware 
 +They'd been replacing interaction with dependency on sound 
 +So when the popsongs came back on they turned the whole thing down (x2)
 +==== City On The River ====
 +I see the rubble alongside the river and shout 
 +"It's time we started looking again!" 
 +We seen it before, except then it was standing 
 +Seen the demolition, hand in hand 
 +We watch the cars zoom past 
 +Seems like nothing's ever gonna last 
 +Is this change? Or merely destruction? 
 +Wait a few months and here's the construction 
 +Of another supermarket, as shops close down 
 +Redundancy money like a dressing gown - like a dressing gown 
 +Barely hiding the naked fear 
 +Of being recognised - "I used to work here" 
 +Staring at the rubble was bad enough 
 +So we look to the river instead 
 +Comparison, no! It couldn't be so! 
 +This one flows and the other is dead 
 +Comparison, no! It couldn't be so! (x2)
 +But the swans have gone with the current - moved on 
 +And the trees have rotted away 
 +The bridge that joined workers and nature 
 +Now a viewpoint to view the decay 
 +We walk round the city a few times more 
 +And the repetition makes us numb 
 +Built on a river that keeps the score 
 +Of replacable scenery - What was won 
 +Is lost - And the cost is rising 
 +Pride in the city and its horizons 
 +Killed by the slow destruction 
 +Of places to live - Now the only fonction 
 +That reaps rewards is profit 
 +And the making of it 
 +Can't afford to look after the poor 
 +If they really want more - we've got it 
 +The price is lifelong dedication 
 +To the status quo of this consumer nation 
 +Offer no alternative, don't talk back 
 +Work for twenty years then get the sack 
 +Or not! How much have you got? 
 +What kind of strength can take you 
 +The lenght of the ladder? 
 +Can you reach the top? Is it madder 
 +Or saner to stay off the rungs 
 +And start complaining? 
 +About the endless waste, the draining 
 +Off of human inspiration 
 +Where people and labour 
 +And buildings and nature are wasted 
 +Got a taste of it 
 +Stood by the rubble, by the river, on a bridge
 +==== Used To Work ====
 +Up in the morning, out of the block 
 +Into the office it's down to the boss 
 +Up, down and sideway, straight across 
 +Who sets the motion? Who gets the job? 
 +Who gets the job? 
 +I just got a promotion 
 +The people are bigger up there 
 +Get a suit to fit (x3)
 +Routinery scenery go holiday 
 +The distance we go is set by the pay 
 +Ambition retrieval, "We'll get there one day" 
 +Who sets the distance? Where do you stay? 
 +Where do you stay? 
 +I just got an extension 
 +The office had run out of space 
 +Getting on with it (x3)
 +Out of the office, back from the block 
 +Came worker and workload set by the clock 
 +Checked in on family, checked out the box 
 +It's not what you're getting, it's what you haven't got 
 +This bloke just won a million quid 
 +And he's gonna keep his job 
 +Got used to it (x3)
 +==== Plasticash ====
 +Swindon town going down 
 +Another division today 
 +With the introduction of 'Mondex' cards 
 +Personality on display 
 +Out with those tiresome coins and notes 
 +It's a credit card status mirror to show 
 +You're a flexible reliable upbeat type 
 +Choosing to follow the 'optional' hype 
 +Believe consume then pay (x2)
 +Here it all is to choose or refuse 
 +All your statistics, the portable you 
 +Name and number, size and amount 
 +Of transferable credit in your bank account 
 +Swindon town is being taken down 
 +The disinformation highway 
 +Consumer credibility testing ground 
 +Believe consume then pay 
 +Believe consume then pay (x2)
 +The 'optional' tag is original stance 
 +You don't have to do it, but now here's your chance 
 +Gradually the rich and social élite 
 +Will be forcing the standards for us all to meet 
 +And once reported to be a success 
 +By those who do the consumer tests 
 +It'll be standard procedure across the nation 
 +Like satellite dishes - infatuation 
 +Gimmy, gimmy, gimmy more of it now 
 +Believe consume then pay (x2)
 +Novelty rat race, acceleration 
 +Into a future with all hesitation 
 +Set aside by the fear of alienation 
 +From society - It's all connotation 
 +It's all connotation 
 +You are what you carry on plastic cards 
 +And plastic cards are carrying you 
 +When all you contain and all that you are 
 +Is lost - Well what will you do? 
 +But we refuse to play 
 +But we refuse to play - Create a false desire then feed it (x3)
 +Create a false desire then feed it (x2)
 +Scene 496: Café In Melksham 
 +Enter Spike Mcoffee 
 +How now the rose in red and pink and white 
 +Its petals soft as blades of metal 
 +Melting in the noontime rays 
 +And frosted cold again at night 
 +How now the rose in sharpened thorns 
 +Its underlying nature warns 
 +That beauty holds itself above proximity: 
 +A 'Do not touch' sign on its stem 
 +That, unconsidered' wreaks revenge 
 +On those whose jealousy condemns 
 +Screaming baby in a café 
 +A mewling child that will be wild 
 +In its persistence to inflict 
 +Its misery upon the ear 
 +It's times like this I get too near 
 +To kids to ever want to be parental 
 +On the verge of going mental 
 +Shrieking spikes and lacerations 
 +Ruining my concentration 
 +Over there 
 +Another angled child was dangled 
 +From a chair aware of crying in the air 
 +And walked away from mother's smile 
 +To pass one on to the screaming child 
 +Who seeing some consideration 
 +Stopped its wailing emulation 
 +Of tanks on slopes with failing brakes 
 +That other kid had what it takes 
 +As we all like to think we do 
 +But we just sit and let it pass 
 +While this bright kid got off its ass 
 +And made the difference for us all 
 +Just by being natural (x2)
 +I doubt that kiddies name was Rose 
 +It was probably something like Brian 
 +But it knew what to do, the instinctive approach 
 +And somehow it stopped the kid crying
 +==== Words On Overtime ====
 +Something good 
 +Needs understating to be understood 
 +Needs towing back from the cliché status 
 +That empties meaning from the phrases 
 +Used so often - once they held 
 +The singularity of the bell 
 +Used so often - once they held 
 +The singularity of the bell 
 +When words on overtime ring false cheer 
 +Cos everyone's saying them, it numbs the ears 
 +Picking up catchlines 
 +The wrong word at the wrong time 
 +Lost your future friends 
 +The wrong word at the right time 
 +Started up a trend 
 +The right word at the right time 
 +Is only in your head (x2)
 +Something bad 
 +Needs overstating in a sense gone mad 
 +When pain fear and grief 
 +Become too easy to believe 
 +Then the feeling isn't coming through 
 +When we daily consume oversimplified gloom 
 +Reported by strangers 
 +We fear anything we're not set to receive 
 +And feel alienated 
 +So when someone's pain 
 +Gets in our faces 
 +We need to hear 
 +Different phrases 
 +That we can believe (x3)
 +What kind of worlds have we created 
 +Where basic feelings need re-creating 
 +To avoid the perceptions of fiction and cliché 
 +Being received? 
 +How long before via screen mentality 
 +Will we all forget how to tell the reality (x2)
 +Careful how you feed
 +==== Talk About The Weather ====
 +Wind blows strongly in its rush to arrive 
 +In your face for as long as you like or hate it 
 +We place ourselves either for or against 
 +And then later on we replicate it 
 +Back in the box with the gasmasks off 
 +We stare at the blocks through the double glazing 
 +Wishing the air was cleaner, aware 
 +Of a forecast declaring us crazy - crazy 
 +Mindset in concrete headset on loud 
 +To cover the noise and avoiding the crowds 
 +Lungs on the run and breathing too fast 
 +No time to talk the air doesn't last 
 +So back to the edge where the wind hits you hard 
 +This is the reason you get out of the car 
 +But then you feel lost and go back to sitting 
 +Inside the car and then back to the city 
 +When the air is polluted - luted, the sun is reputed - puted 
 +To give us all cancer, the rain starts to sting 
 +We get immune to it, hoping/assuming it 
 +Will somehow get better... You better stay in 
 +You better stay in, you better stay in 
 +Now we talk about the weather a whole lot more 
 +Running out of conversation and running back indoors 
 +We position our excursions and forget how to explore 
 +Until the wind blows strong enough to make us want some more
 +==== Catholic Sex Confession ====</font></p>
 +The voice at the 
 +box had finally lost 
 +Years of frustration in a drunk night of passion 
 +And declared in confession 
 +To the nearest proffessional 
 +Guilt control know it all: 
 +"For once all my pride was illusion 
 +A false self exclusion 
 +From pleasures so vast they can hardly be named." 
 +And was told in a cold voice "You should feel ashamed! 
 +"The church knows its business and needs the control 
 +Of the body in order to manage the soul. 
 +Sexual freedom destroys any faith 
 +In a church that says freedom begins at the grave, 
 +So we frown on the physical and ban contraception, 
 +Abortion and women from being the pope. 
 +Its down in the bible that god is a man 
 +And abstention and caution are how we all cope. 
 +"Did you use contraception? You didn't!? That's good! 
 +The pope doesn't use it, no reason you should 
 +Unless she gets A.I.D.S. or a pregnancy, mind 
 +I suggest you get tested and see what they find. 
 +No doubt she'll keep any offspring concealed 
 +From the press and the like, get some funds from the plate. 
 +Now time marches on and I'm late for a meal, 
 +Hailmary times ten. Don't do it again." 
 +Don't do it again, don't do it again (x3)
 +They met face to face in the church the next day 
 +Without knowing who the other one was 
 +"I've had it I'm finished" said one "and I leaving. 
 +There's nothing left here I can truly believe in." 
 +"But why?" asked the man, and she said " Because 
 +I'm a nun and I'm pregnant and I don't want the baby 
 +But you will say no to whatever I choose 
 +You never say yes and you only say maybe 
 +When someone you personally know gets abused. 
 +This body is mine not a baby machine 
 +But in the eyes of the church I am trash, 
 +So I quit your heirarchical sexist regime; 
 +To be me is that too much to ask?!"
 +==== Criminal ====</font></p>
 +Here in the 
 +criminal justice act 
 +It says it's illegal to even react 
 +By marching against the sudden new lack 
 +Of freedom of movement, assembly, and that 
 +Goes for everyone, cos now we're all dispossessed 
 +Little joy in the illusion that they can't mess up our heads 
 +As we're taking life as being a reward 
 +We're constantly told that we can't afford 
 +To live it - not the way we do 
 +Cos now we're breaking the law - is it me or is it you 
 +Who thought we could live without heeding it? 
 +Now the boundaries have shrunk to fit 
 +To lifestyles 
 +Based on total social complicity 
 +To work ethic-media-domesticity 
 +Staying silent in response to freedoms 
 +Being so curtailed we forget we need them 
 +To exist - variety breeds tension 
 +Then people debate what was never mentioned 
 +Before - ideas deal with feelings 
 +And laws try to shape the ideas that we deal in 
 +At the point where the ideas 
 +Have spread enough distance - distance 
 +To call it a lifestyle - lifestyle 
 +We start to meet the resistance 
 +Here in the criminal justice act 
 +All our paranoias turn out to be fact! 
 +They really are out to get you! 
 +So party on, dude! 
 +Now we've all been criminalised 
 +For refusing to be led 
 +They can't control our movements 
 +They can't close down our heads 
 +And if you start to think they can 
 +They've won another round 
 +Toward completion of their plan 
 +To keep the people down 
 +The more we get pushed 
 +The more we push back 
 +Destroy the criminal justice act! (x2)
 +==== What Charlie Said ====</font></p>
 +Be as honest as 
 +you can be 
 +Question orders, accept ideas 
 +Make a meal of what you're eating 
 +Don't be scared of social fears 
 +Oh that's what Charlie said 
 +Pass the plate before it gets heavy 
 +Have what's given, give what's gained 
 +Spot the gaps but know connections 
 +See how freedoms are retained 
 +And that's what Charlie said 
 +Play with work and work with play 
 +Make it all come back some day 
 +Be more entrance than departure 
 +Know somehow something you're after 
 +Oh that's what Charlie said 
 +Under the influence 
 +It turns the senses to directions 
 +Never known before 
 +It sets us up and keeps the score 
 +Provides a point to reach then we've got there 
 +And start again 
 +Provides a point to reach then we've got there 
 +And start again 
 +I don't agree with it 
 +I think it's really good 
 +Here's something else to fit 
 +And now it's understood 
 +My head's struck in advice 
 +Under the influence 
 +I had to ask him twice 
 +And then it all made sense 
 +Come here and pull up an edge 
 +And tell me your name 
 +I'm no longer sure I've met you before 
 +And I'd like to meet you again 
 +Under the influence, under the influence (x3)
 +==== Fill Me Up ====</font></p>
 +Do you know what 
 +you are eating? 
 +Oh! fill me up with food 
 +The stomach's ringing hunger bells 
 +Sometimes anything will do 
 +Beware the wind that coke can bring 
 +It dries the parts it reaches 
 +Cultural deserts carry the can 
 +Coke adds life then bleeds it 
 +Eat it! 
 +Be watching out for indigestion 
 +Long time since you touched a cow 
 +Farming forms to fit consumption 
 +That pain is what you eat, not how 
 +Do you know what you are breathing? 
 +Oh! fill me up with air 
 +The lungs are wringing out the smells 
 +For something fresh to wear 
 +Cars that fume in queues for more petrol 
 +To get to somewhere else to breath 
 +Air conditioning through acceptance 
 +Extra for the weathermen to read 
 +Breath it! 
 +As air gains the status of grades 
 +Quality recedes as any of it gets praised 
 +Will they put it in bottles like they did with the rain? 
 +Oxygenerico in profit again and again and again 
 +What we eat and drink and breathe 
 +Filters down through industry 
 +Creates our life expectancy 
 +Do you know what you are drinking? 
 +Oh! fill me up with water 
 +All bar the lungs are in on this one 
 +Ninety percent and way important 
 +Tap on the back says don't use tap 
 +Scarcity value or it just tastes crap 
 +Privatised and purified 
 +Its raining chemistry outside 
 +Eat it! 
 +Drink it! 
 +Breath it! 
 +What we eat and drink and breathe 
 +Creates our life expectancy 
 +Choking the consumer dies 
 +Clutching burger, coke and fries (x2)
 +Burger, coke and fries</font></p>
 +==== Sink Or Swim ====
 +Let's go down to the beaches 
 +And run from the edge of the sea 
 +See what the movement teaches 
 +A frail sense of autonomy 
 +Cold toes in the water 
 +Two steps from freezing feet 
 +Feel the strenght as you go in deeper 
 +And the cold consistency 
 +And if there's anyone watching 
 +You dare not turn around 
 +Til your arms are doing the clutching 
 +As your feet leave the ground 
 +Control or capitulation 
 +A new sense of affinity 
 +Having lost all the hesitation 
 +But back there it was just the sea 
 +Just a blue mass on the postcards 
 +Just a place to race the boats 
 +Just a waveline on the blackboard 
 +And now see how long the illusion float 
 +With risk co-ordination 
 +Swim half as far as you can 
 +We lose control of the situation 
 +When we think we've got it all pre-planned 
 +Back in dead-air building blocks 
 +We lose the urge to take a risk 
 +And calmly change our sandy socks 
 +Wishing there was more that this 
 +Stuck in these concrede houses 
 +We dry out in the heat 
 +Invent the worst excuses 
 +To stay there permanently 
 +Too many regulations 
 +Too many rituals 
 +The biggest risk was taken 
 +Deep-ending in the swimming pool 
 +The structured sand and water 
 +Reflects our structures lives 
 +We swim but never further 
 +Than the constraints of our minds 
 +Let's get back to the beaches 
 +Wider than a postcard 
 +And run straight into the sea 
 +Longer than a holiday 
 +That's what the movement teaches 
 +Sink or swim spontaneity 
 +You'll see what citizen can be 
 +If we recall the deep blue sea 
 +That evolved our weary brains 
 +Getting shrunk from too much stress 
 +We either get back into swimming 
 +Or we sink into a mess!
 +==== Language Barrier ====
 +Weel you know nothing will ever get solved 
 +If you feel you shouldn't get involved 
 +Claiming ignorance of what to say 
 +Or how to say it the 'proper' way 
 +Well you're noding your head but building walls 
 +By keeping your thoughts invisible 
 +And blaming ignorance from everyone else 
 +For leaving you stranded by yourself 
 +Well they presumed that your happy like that 
 +If you dropped the scowl you'd be in for a chat 
 +Maybe - it's as simple as what they see 
 +And they can see a lot 
 +So don't point the finger til you shaken the hand 
 +Get to know to way these people understand 
 +From strangers at a party - Who's that over there? 
 +To those in a different country where the language makes you scared 
 +If you're in a solo situation 
 +Face to unknown face 
 +Start a walking conversation 
 +And then increase the pace 
 +The walls get built by silence 
 +But are easily replaced 
 +Cos in every style of language 
 +It is easy to relate 
 +And a smile or open signal 
 +Can lay the barriers to waste 
 +Pack a few less self-images 
 +And make it less of an ego trip 
 +And the distance will be nothing 
 +Between visitor and visited 
 +Words used such as 'strangers' 
 +Make us sink in hesitation 
 +But the language of intention 
 +Speaks out loud in all directions 
 +Once you've cleared your inner fears 
 +You can carry on for years!
 +==== Same Old 'Starving Millions' ====
 +There's a lot of people 
 +There's a lot of food 
 +There's a lot of money 
 +All being misused 
 +You feed the starving millions with donations of a quid (a pound sterling) 
 +You buy another telly, that's what the neighbours did 
 +You flick across the channels 
 +An catch the evening news 
 +All those starving children 
 +Are staring right at you 
 +You're no longer feeling guilty cos you've given to the cause 
 +And there's another royal baby to help you ignore 
 +Who's doing very well thank you 
 +And that's all from the news at ten 
 +We'll be back with the sordid facts 
 +Covered over with trivial crap 
 +To help you stop thinking 
 +To keep you relaxed 
 +Same time tomorrow night 
 +See you then (x2)
 +==== Conditional Silence ====
 +Considering musical violence 
 +As the airwaves break those anytime pauses 
 +Quiet reflection on the nature of noises 
 +Disturbing suburban platitudes 
 +Heards a yell that created a solitude 
 +Opened the window wide 
 +My curiosity satisfied 
 +It was no-one I knew so I carried on hiding 
 +My instinctive reaction to join in the shouting 
 +And increase the volume, but a sense of doubt in 
 +My head 
 +Told me to shut up instead 
 +Return to the previous peace I'd been seeking 
 +For no other reason than to work out a theory 
 +That noise is just a sound on a different scale 
 +To what we expect, so I started to yell 
 +Out loud 
 +Soon a curious crowd 
 +Was standing outside looking up at my window 
 +I looked out, they could see I was no-one they knew, so 
 +Their instinctive reaction to be part of the noise 
 +Or part of the reason for the silence destroyed 
 +Got hid 
 +"Nobody does" what I did 
 +Except for the first son whose total immersion 
 +In this social excursion was more than diversion 
 +With a similar yell I could tell who he was 
 +The voice with a noise that I'd heard, and because 
 +One yell 
 +Had sort of broken the spell 
 +So we laughed and we shouted in a lack of respect 
 +For the conditional silence that has come to connect 
 +All the neighbours as strangers living under the treat 
 +Of discovering life beyond what they expect 
 +What do you expect from this?
 +==== Big Big House ====
 +Picture a scene and pull it apart 
 +Who owns this field? Who drives that car? 
 +Who put up the sign saying this is mine 
 +Keep of the grass and keep in line 
 +Big big house in the country side 
 +Souvenir shops don't close til nine 
 +Postcards do when the sun don't shine 
 +Please be gone by closing time 
 +Picture a scene and pull it apart 
 +Who built this house at the very start? 
 +Who was forced to work for some food in their hand 
 +And some space in the corner of the master's land? 
 +Big big house in the country side 
 +Souvenir shops don't close til nine 
 +Postcards do when the sun don't shine 
 +Please be gone by closing time 
 +This exploitation based on class 
 +Is here in the present like it was in the past 
 +History builds an image that we never look behind 
 +Someone's giving orders while the rest are kept in line 
 +Here it is your heritage 
 +Based on class and privilege 
 +Mr. and Mrs. Average 
 +Are thinking "Well this is fine" 
 +Living somewhere in between 
 +The cardboard box and the limousine 
 +Part of their same society 
 +Conveniently re-defined
 +==== Mind Bomb ====
 +I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head 
 +Checking out the rumour that I meant just what I said 
 +They've drawn so many chalk lines that I may as well be dead 
 +On the blackboard, on the pavement, but I won't eat what I'm fed - what I'm fed
 +I've seen the public access but they wouldn't let me in 
 +Conformity has dress code and I'm two stone overthin 
 +And anyhow the chances are they wouldn't let me in 
 +Presumptions give the innovator no chance to begin 
 +It's either "Be one step ahead" or "Keep up with the rest" 
 +There's so many messages telling me they know what's best 
 +I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head (x2)
 +They've opened up the corridors and left the doors ajar 
 +With anoraks and plastic bags the consumer can go far 
 +Ashtrays fill and pinballs tilt to emphasise the scars 
 +Of a society raised on promises, falling back on credit cards - credit cards 
 +So let's go on a cathode raid and steal some empty minds 
 +Fill 'em full of hopes and dreams and call it leasure time 
 +There's a guy who's got no T.V. and we've got him on the line 
 +Stay detuned for further progress, here's a few things you can buy - you can buy
 +I've strolled across the empty roads as pedestrianos stare 
 +At lights to turn from red to green, to get from there to there 
 +Billboard faces mock attention given unaware 
 +Reliance on subliminals and a defiance of being scared 
 +And there's a token comic strip at the bottom of the page 
 +It isn't very funny but we're laughing anyway 
 +Smiles are hard to come by when the picture starts to fade 
 +And someone's favourite punchline is another person's wage 
 +It's either 'Be one step ahead' or 'Keep up with the rest' 
 +There's so many messages telling me they know what's best 
 +I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head (x2)
 +I've thought in terms of relaxation, giving things a rest 
 +Cos the constant realisation leaves presumptions in a mess 
 +But every turn in the situation seems to be a test 
 +A dotted line for the mind to sign away its intellect - but not me not yet 
 +The altered state of reality that's printed screened and said 
 +Is feeding time for the mind that knows of nothing else instead 
 +Keen to kill the essential will of refusing to be fed 
 +I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head - knocking on my head
 +==== Chili Pain ====
 +Chili Pain! 
 +The heat is hot like desert rain 
 +Floods of fire as I pespire 
 +All sensation feeds the flame 
 +"Did it before... Do it again!" 
 +Something transmits to my brain 
 +Through chemical sparks that quickly drain 
 +Into the arteries and veins 
 +And throat! The scarcity 
 +Of any type of other need 
 +Like the cut without the bleeding 
 +Some intensity of feeding 
 +From the mass slowly reeling 
 +With physical mental sharpened feeling 
 +I could attack or defend 
 +Choose the time I spend 
 +Without counting the cost 
 +Without feeling a loss 
 +Almost any space increases 
 +As the twitching face decreases 
 +So puch the essence and feel the gain 
 +Trace the source through the fire and pain 
 +Chili Pain! - Pain (x2)
 +==== Give Me Beethoven... ====
 +Give me Beethoven or give me death! (x2)
 +Give me Beethoven, give me some air... 
 +Give me Beethoven... 
 +Give me Beethoven or give me death! 
 +Fasten your seatbelts hold your breath 
 +I don't wanna think about watery graves 
 +Blow me away on the turbulent waves 
 +Earphone chatline to the creator 
 +Keep this plane up a few hours later 
 +The C-60 cycles the number five 
 +Across the air as we wave goodbye 
 +Give me Beethoven or give me death! 
 +To having any destiny control 
 +A new sense of fear with a love of the old 
 +Being able to gain from a shaking plane 
 +A proximity to death and maybe living again 
 +In musical form! 
 +Unconsidered before! 
 +Well that's quite a lofty ambition kid 
 +To be shaking up the aerospine like Ludwig did! 
 +Shaking up the aerospine like Ludwig did! 
 +Shaking up the aerospine 
 +But while the neighbours, unattached 
 +To Ludwig Van, were unrelaxed 
 +By thoughts of turbulence making cracks 
 +In their temporary home - temporary home 
 +Me! I was gone... despatched - despatched 
 +Give me Beethoven or give me death! 
 +To the flights of fancy nightmare edged 
 +That grasping strings, leap from the ledge 
 +And punctuating air with fists 
 +Like orchestrated masochists 
 +Cry "Freedom from all rational fear!" 
 +And hit the waves prepared to dive 
 +For what goes reaching down as deep 
 +As that which takes us all so high? 
 +So high - so high - high 
 +Give me Beethoven or give me death!
 +==== Talk It Over ====
 +If all the things you say to me 
 +Were steps towards some unity 
 +I wouldn't keep on staring 
 +In semi disbelief 
 +Because as you say you'd do one thing 
 +You behave so contradictory 
 +So don't propound your theories 
 +If they don't reflect reality 
 +I don't know you very well 
 +I find it hard to even tell you 
 +That you don't do what you could do... if you wanted to 
 +So drop the image you have of me 
 +And talk a bit more openly 
 +We'll sat across the table in an empty house 
 +Are we ever really able to talk it out? 
 +Don't stop to count the amount of times we've tried 
 +Watching the wall as the conversation died 
 +Open the windows and look outside 
 +A million strangers walking by 
 +And us creating alibis 
 +For what we really feel inside 
 +You don't know me very well 
 +I don't know you very well 
 +We find it hard to even tell 
 +Each other that we'd like to talk it over
 +Remove the cover, talk it over 
 +Find a corner, talk it over 
 +==== Offended ====
 +Grabbed by the shoulders he shook his head in desperation knowing whatever was 
 +said in this situation would only lead, like it had already led, to having his 
 +shoulders shaken again, by those that believed that when nothing was said then 
 +nothing was meant: yet by the shaking they could only prevent any one-to-one 
 +making clear of intent. 
 +Not that merely waiting would've guaranteed a different state in this latent 
 +situation, and no amount of patience can replace a caring statement lined with 
 +an indication of the kind of slow frustration that no offered explanation of an 
 +action, lying beyond the comprehension, builds. 
 +All the will in the world is never enough, nor the animosity that gets rough - 
 +some nameless touch is needed to calm the gaps between the offender and the 
 +offended, until the cracks that nature unintended in the minds of those where 
 +any hope has ended, are closed. 
 +And once where necks were almost wrung the voices sing things never sung 
 +together, maybe not so much forever, but enough to keep unsevered the 
 +connections once begun.
 +==== Central Nervous System ====
 +Confort? Sofa chair pacifying words 
 +A touch on the shoulder to tell me that you'd heard 
 +Understanding to attention just in case you heard it wrong 
 +A fear of contradiction cos your feeling can't belong 
 +To this given situation that no-one can take away 
 +A smile, a nervous glance, "Well I'll be back some other day" 
 +But you really had to go and left this atmosphere behind 
 +So now it's back to circumstance, solutions hard to find 
 +As I turn the burning enbers of a past that recently 
 +I'd found harder to remember than I thought was good for me 
 +But once confirmed the truth had pulled that 'recently' to shreds 
 +Now the obvious lies bleeding and the future holds my breath 
 +Shall I turn the page and start again? 
 +Or throw the book away 
 +Shall I tell you of these feelings? 
 +Or find something new to say? 
 +It's the act of making choices 
 +Asking questions, hearing voices 
 +Mixing pain and self-resentment 
 +With a knowledge that contentment 
 +Is a process of selection 
 +Cos in every situation 
 +There are good and bad directions you can go 
 +You can wallow in the fantasy 
 +Regenerating memories 
 +Or use the open scenery 
 +Impulse flow more easily 
 +If all the good things disappear for what seems like eternity 
 +Remember you created them by being what you'll always be 
 +Receiving input, giving back what makes you tick in time 
 +Natural instinctive tack running up the spine 
 +Use your central nervous system 
 +To help make up your mind 
 +Looking out with indecision 
 +Wastes a lot of time 
 +If it feels good take the risk 
 +And here I am talking like this 
 +And saying 'you' instead of 'me'... 
 +Experience is globally perceived as being basically a common sense capacity to 
 +understand the variety of influence upon the way we are 
 +Having gone so far 
 +There is no reasoning can stop us once we've reasoned what we've got
 +==== Traffic Lights ====
 +When the traffic lights turned red 
 +And a car kept going, well, nothing was said 
 +It was quietly understood 
 +That if he could do it, anyone could 
 +I can do that, I can do that, I can do that, yeah! 
 +But the queue remained and we felt the strain 
 +Of being the majority obeying the authority 
 +Of traffic lights turned red - traffic lights turned red 
 +When the traffic lights turn green 
 +And the car in front couldn't start, it seemed 
 +Like he was holding us up to show 
 +We were happy to stop until told to go 
 +Oh no! No! No! 
 +And the queue remained and we felt the strain 
 +Of being the majority needing the authority 
 +Of traffic lights turned green - traffic lights turned green 
 +When the traffic lights broke down 
 +There was a whole lot of cars reaching out of town 
 +We were all too scared to move 
 +Until a man in a uniform told us what to do 
 +And as we drove on by 
 +We wondered why 
 +We hadn't gone the other way 
 +Or gone ahead and said "Hooray! 
 +Gone ahead and said "Hooray! (x4)
 +The traffic lights are broken down! (x4)
 +Beep! Beep!
 +==== Smells Like Home ====
 +You can't see the moon above the city 
 +The sky is always full of clouds 
 +Even when the sun's gone down 
 +It's like living on the underground 
 +Black and white in shades of brown 
 +And you can't breathe the air in the city 
 +With the fumes of cars and factories 
 +Your lungs ain't what they're used to be 
 +Breathe in the new complacency 
 +At least it's good for industry 
 +At least it's smells like home (x2)
 +And you can't get a job in the city 
 +With all the new technology 
 +Robots run the factories 
 +It's sanitized economy 
 +Robots don't get lung disease 
 +In the cit-ty, in the cit-ty-ty 
 +In the city you can't get a job 
 +In the city you can't get a flat 
 +You can't get much of what he's got 
 +And he can't get much of that 
 +Give you a deal, was fair and square 
 +Four walls, ceiling and floor 
 +Thing to keep you from getting more 
 +In the cit-ty-ty-ty, in the cit-cit-cit-ty-ty 
 +How big is that hole around your head? 
 +How big is that hole around your town? 
 +How big is that hole around your lifestyle? - lifestyle 
 +How big is that hole around your head? 
 +How big is that hole around your town? 
 +How big is that hole around your ??? ? 
 +??? the ideas of pulling it all down 
 +Pulling it all down, pulling it all down, pulling it all down 
 +And you can't get healthy in the city 
 +The sky is so grey 
 +It's like forty fags a day 
 +And the water is hard beneath the foam 
 +The despondency inside 
 +Merely reflects the concrete sky 
 +So let's go out 
 +Let's stay in - at least it smells like home
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