Some people got more kicks than halfpence Crying for attention, like cracks in the pavement All of this pointed, like perfect TV When you're sowing the
Madmen fry This is bad for their health In the midday sky Everything has its appointed hour Get down on their knees Why should the devil have all of
And I, I won't be stupid State the obvious, pleasant platitude Bad policies, mega magnitude Magnificent My Armada (Armada) Armada (Armada) And I, would
Could have been a major problem But I did not, I didn't look back And all you dirty druggies Chicken shit, Sad Sacks Rewriting history Tampering in my
You make me feel ashamed At acting attitudes Remember ridicule It should be clear by now Clear by now Your words are useless Full of excuses False confidence
Where can I stand in my uniform? Cannon fodder, six foot tall Big and brave, next to my grave Wait patiently for the death of me Swings and roundabouts
Little white lies, they hold little surprise Good things come in threes The places I haunt, the powers I taunt And the little I need, I need Where the
I can only feel and think in the language of Clinches others have concocted for you Pre-fabricated, pre-conception Worn like the walls all around you,
I can see potential, I can see intention With a pocket full of seeds, hope keeps me alive I can see contention, financing situations Maybe may never be
Is there a King that can do no wrong? The crown that sings its very own song When I play my fiddle, will I see you dance? You crack this whip and I'll
Body and soul, an animal As a sword, swing double edged Dig deep down, that monthly frown You have the tools, to make men fools Cruel, cruel, cruel Cruel
Diplomatic washing machine Climb down from cloud cuckoo land Dish this dirt for the senile convert Clean living as in the adverts And in this brave new
Slow motion, slow motion Getting rid of the albatross Sowing the seeds of discontent I know you very well, you are unbearable I've seen you up far too
When the blood in your drugs turns to shale They had you hung, drawn and quartered tooth and nail Empty pockets making idle hands Mugging as a job requires
U.S.L.S. 1 S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 The moon shines bright in the desert night The other side of a clear sunlight The other
What does it mean? What does anything mean? Sending out signals I see the smoke screens What is not dirty? What is not clean? What should we not hear?
Some unions are based on trust, some unions are a must Trussed up like a turkey, upside down on a turn key You and me Some like it on the other side
Think you know the answer? Think you got all the problems? Well, why not try and solve them? Instead of your sitting on them Solitaire, solitaire Taking
