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You're alone in the pack, you're feeling like you want to go home
You're feeling life's finished but you keep on going The reason is there, you won't find it till you've been and gone Because you're living a hoax - someones got you sussed! Dull your brain, or seek inspiration You peel illusion, and then you find its a transfer Drugs for the machine, to play with your head So you can stand back and watch, or take part and learn If you don't know the game, then you're still part of it Because out on the streets it's strange to see the show Knowing full well that you're on the range Dodge the bullets or carry the gun, the choice is yours Look at the controller, a Nazi with a social degree A middle-class hero, a rapist with your eyes on me You beast for masturbation, a priests cheer to the nuns you fuck You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance but Jesus wouldn't like it |
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The atmosphere's strange
Out on the town Music for pleasure It's not music no more Music to dance to Music to move This is music to march to do a war dance A war dance Look at graffitti Scrawled on the wall You know the the reason Outside the door You got something Nasty in your mind Trying to get out do a war dance A war dance You've opened the pit Honesty is sick You try to be honest Look what you get The foods run short And then the money talks One way out Your premonition is correct A war dance |
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You see
You feel You know React You're waiting You're waiting Change |
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Look at the faces
Whose is the meaning Forget the passion Feeding the dead The fall of because Look at the faces It's cold outside You're on your own Staying indifferent The fall of because It's cold outside Losing my fear No more passion Passion is fed Because The fall of because |
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Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle i can't get out Then i look around thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds Take advantage - let nothing be fantasy How do you grow as you stunt your growth? Nothing you say makes sense anymore Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle we can't get out Then i look around thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there's nothing left to say And the tension builds! |
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Watching the decoys of all description
Sparkle of colour creating diversion The liars are out - they have all the assets Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter and lead in the air Butcher the womb and expect her to bear Forests are falling there's smoke in my throat Machine over man and the mass over mind Re-assurance from face on my screen Appointment with destiny for those who will run Out of the virus immunity comes Out of the virus immunity comes Watching the decoys of all description Sparkle of colour creating diversion The liars are out they have all the assets Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter and the lead in the air Butcher the womb and expect her to bear |
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Slowly, slowly all fall down
A blindfold dance and a 1,2,3 No mistake where they always emphasize security Draw the curtains, shut the door, the heater's on I couldn't ask for more I pull the sheets right overhead Snuggle, snuggle safe in bed Take the weight right off my shoulder Misery claims much too late Bow the head or grip the sabre Vermichten regenerate Bright eyed young inherit all Treading down upon the fallen They was drawn towards the Hum Plenty more where they come from. Slowly, slowly all fall down A blindfold dance and a 1,2,3 Swarm upset the gentle lamb A hive don't hold no humble bee! Slowly, slowly, out it came, Tendencies that weren't the same And they were drawn towards the Hum Plenty more where We come from. |
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Back to square one, and the old school backfire
It's just begun, let's watch the blind eyes turning Stains on the wall, been waiting far too long now Nice day, blue sky, I watch them shrug their shoulders Tighten the grip (getting tighter) Now see the ball is rolling We take delight, it's been a long wait for this moment. Back to square one, another empire backfire Back to square one, another empire backfire SIgn of the time, blood pressure running high now Nowhere to dance, which channel can you turn to? We take delight, we watch them shrug their shoulders Let's take delight, it's been a long wait for this moment. Back to square one (now it's my turn) Another Empire backfire Back to square one (now it's your turn) And the old school backfire... |
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Idle toying, worship the whore,
Forbidden was bidden, kiss turned to gnaw Indolent minds, broken rules The grey land is falling, Laugh at the fools We have Joy - We have Joy! We was drunk, intoxicate No time for doubt, no time, no late I saw the laughing one - this was the West he said "take your spear and puncture the flesh" We have Joy! - We have Joy! We was drunk, intoxicate No time for doubt, no time, no late Brandish the weapon, Sound out the din We feeling red now - time to move in We have Joy - We have Joy! |
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Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again
Going round in a circle i can't get out Then i look around thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds Take advantage - let nothing be fantasy How do you grow as you stunt your growth? Nothing you say makes sense anymore Then you look around - there must be some explanation And the tension builds Sitting in my armchair thinking again and again and again Going round in a circle we can't get out Then i look around thinking day and night and day Then you look around - there's nothing left to say And the tension builds! |
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Facts and figures the clocks turn backwards
Facts and figures turn anticlockwise Many signposts leading to the same place I wonder who chose the colour scheme it's very nice Unspeakable! Keep running 'cos it's nightmare time Wvery direction leading to the same place I wonder who chose the colour scheme it's very nice I wonder who chose the colour scheme it's very nice Unspeakable! |
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Noise turns darker the moments pass
But the drums keep thundering in familiar way Outside the legions multiply By and by - you're still alive Getting nowhere - can't find no way 'cos ego ego taking the fame Discord dances discord earth Harvest thanks didn't go quite right Noise turns darker the moments pass But the drums keep thundering in familiar way Outside the legions multiply By and by - i'm still alive |