Confused little minds giggle in bars Over fantasy conquest in the back of cars Naughty innuendoes and dirty sniggers Makes the libido grow a little bigger
You're drowning in your hopelessness Don't know if you're live or dead You life has become such a mess Deathwish is all that's in your head A feeling
Everyone who walks through the door Is a worthless scrounger and nothing more Get rid of them with sarcastic hustle Then go back to your crossword puzzle
Fighting against two enemies One's commercial, one's pretence Play me off against each other Self-belief's my only defence Big or small, they're all
Humiliate and torture Till i wish i were dead You say i'm the idiot Your ignorance is bliss Apathy is all you preach The strings of the puppet are out
You're my little rubber scrubber How I love the scent I'm into wild perversions And both of us are bent Let me insert the breathing tube And the emetic
No more fourth rate cut price crap No poor sap to take the rap Shut your mouths no nag nag nag No more scumbag talking back Don't be the sacrifice No
They said our feelings were too strong Our concern would only drag us down They laughed at all the boys and the girls Who cried the tears to baptize the
Across your face that shattered look Of memories that flood the mind Served up on TV, film and book Bitter testament of mankind They can keep their propaganda
What I read in the was reality Hell created by students of bestiality If this is the human race we're all sick Torture an animal, you think you're better
They'll tell you now you're old enough You should settle down They'll take away your dignity So you'll always face the ground Stand strong, stand proud
You'd rather ruin two lives Then prevent a potential Can't make up her own mind Only a slip of a girl Starving babes don't matter To the fat who get
The face wasn't familiar Unlike his introduction What should have been an act of love becomes an act of destruction Shame will never heal you There's
A little sister of the holding company Her future cut short, accidental O.D. Rock`n'roll massacre Rock`n'roll massacre Jumping jack flash found a watery
Something in the city or a name at Lloyds Networking yuppies and the same old boys Safe in glass houses of high finance Now there's a change of circumstance
... An element of magic Stolen from a childhood dream Don't feel I'm in danger On cloud nine float so serene Suffering from overwhelming stress Retreat
Down the town it's Friday night See a band get in a fight Flash of steel, end of fun Growing up has just begun More young blood, every night, okay, life
A fistful of dollars, a nuclear warhead A few dollars more, arms galore A fistful of dollars gotta win the arms race They'd kill us all for a few dollars
