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Age of Greed
Ten percent of the land
Is the hand that pulls the strings
Be the privileged few (to have to own to hold)
Power over the people yes yes
Power over people
Be the privileged few to have to own to hold
Money property assets before lives
Green gestures of a dying planet
An endless debate only too late
An appetite for glutony
The only way is up the only way is up
But when you are up you have to try and stay there
So you stamp and cheat on people
Champagne breakfats (rewards for the killing)
And a fast waist bulging
Indulging, in what you call good living
But most of all there is too much fat on your heart - pig
A lifestyle of cholesterol
Cross collateralized cholesterol
Saving what's left from profit margin
For what?
I'll tell you what for
For some irrelevant conscience easing charity - Why?
Just to justify! Just to justify!
Look at this utopia
A society based on solid foundations
Educate our children - educate them well
To feather the nest and fuck the rest
(Yes yes feather thenest and fuck the rest)
The waste expands
(As your waist expands)
While others stand at the back of the queue
I mean you
Still the same old security
For your creature comforts
Exchanging the hours of your life
For the cash you've already spent
Eating rubbish so you can pay the rent
Table wine once a week if you'relucky
In comparison
Privatise the people's lives
Be part of the company (or fade!)
The appliance of science to privatise their lives
Water is our business
Electricity is our business
Gas is our business
Lives are our business
Business is our business
Your money - my time
Your stinking industrial bathwater - my wine
Imbalance induces hate
How will you fill the gap
Between the endless buffet
And the scraps of food I have
I feel hate I feel hate
I feel hate I feel hate
(Don't be afraid to show your hate, hate!)
You just treat me like a commodity
You didn't know I couldn't even afford to feed my family
I just want to kill
I just want to take a gun
And put it to your head
And pull the trigger |
Extremities
Extremities confusing me
Affect me night and day
Fascinated, devastated
Critical decade
Vanishing greenery
Changing scenery
Yet somehow I accept
Extremities confusing me
Yet somehow I accept
White heat (I watch a meltdown)
Cut the wood against the grain
Pleasure - pain (one word)
Extremities
I'm frightened
I'm excited
And I cannot differenciate between the two
(Can you?)
Each and every one of us is watching for the signs
The days go by we count the moments
The moments of our lives
All the time all the time
The earthquakes came and the buildings all fell down
(And the waves I saw, I saw the people slowly drown)
Yes the sun grew hot and the children dehydrate
I saw the soldiers burn
I saw their skin just blister and break
Each and everyone of us is counting out the
Moments of our lives all the time |
Inside the Termite Mound
By day we're dormant
Because it's too hot outside now
Nocturnal notions (as we leave or cocoons)
Antennae tuned to inuman vibrations
Shading the cities of the world to come
I listen to the sound, the endless construction
Inside the termite mound
I walked past the nursery
All the children have gone now
(The rules we taught them are what they've become)
Move past the people (they make me feel so indifferent)
Serving their purpose
It's their purpose to serve
A thousand lights from this hneycombed labyrinth
These winding tunnels lead to my place of desire
Bars and bazaars of self-gratification
Live to consume
Live for momentary pleasures
I listen to the sound, the endless construction
Inside the termite mound.
Intravenous
I looked across the North Sea
And the sea looked so dead
(I wondered what this place would look like
In the next twenty years)
But where I'm living
All the shop shelves are full
Goods to help me shut out
Scenes of this dying world
And every time I tried to hide
The churning of my guts inside
Everybody failed to heed the warning
Mother, mother I just stand by
They push the needle deep inside
Pump poison in your veins
Intravenous
Holidays were different
All the things I learnt
All the boys were sunning
While the skin cancer burnt
Just for one split second
I saw the great work of man
As he turned the forests
Into deserts of sand |
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Intravenous
I looked across the North Sea
And the sea looked so dead
(I wondered what this place would look like
In the next twenty years)
But where I'm living
All the shop shelves are full
Goods to help me shut out
Scenes of this dying world
And every time I tried to hide
The churning of my guts inside
Everybody failed to heed the warning
Mother, mother I just stand by
They push the needle deep inside
Pump poison in your veins
Intravenous
Holidays were different
All the things I learnt
All the boys were sunning
While the skin cancer burnt
Just for one split second
I saw the great work of man
As he turned the forests
Into deserts of sand |
North of the Border
Scrape my nails across a brick
I'll describe my mornings in the early hours
My pulses are racing, my heart beats out loud
I am north of the border (and I'm cold and I sweat)
And I worry I worry what tomorrow will bring
Scrape my nails across a brick
I walk north of the border and step over the line
To a place of frustration (going out of my mind)
I've tried wearing bright colours to brighten my life
But the truth cuts through fashion, it cuts like a knife
Just look at our faces, yes they say more than words
We're so lost in our problems
We're so lost in our world
Yesterday - nothing
But today is o.k. - I've enough to survive on
Tomorrow's another day
Scrape my nails across a brick |
Slipstream
Time means nothing
Time means nothing to me anymore
Twenty years ago
Twenty years ago and yesterday
All the same to me all the same to me
Yes all the same
Time means nothing
Time means nothing to me anymore
I shut my eyes a second ago
And I was only eight years old
Lying on my back in the sun
Listening to the sound of children playing
And I remember all my thoughts
(thinking how beautiful life was)
So wonderful to be young
So beautiful to be young
Rememebring how, how to be young
One by one, all my friends died
And my body decayed
Time means nothing
Time means nothing to me anymore
I close my eyes, I was learning
A lesson somewhere else
I shut my eyes, I was learning
A lesson somewhere else
Time means nothing
Time means nothing to me anymore
Slipstream
Time means nothing to me anymore |
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Struggle
Understanding the meaning of struggle
Giving your whole life to a single passion
Which others may or may not
Consider obsolete
Like a rare flower
Seen by a few before it withers and dies
(before it withers and dies)
Seeing it all
All the way through the very end
Regardless
A full stop followed by an exclamation mark
Written in your flesh and blood
Getting knocked down every time
Getting knocked down every moment
you get up - until you love getting up
I know what you've been going through
I've been there too
God knows I've been pushing hard Pushing so damn hard -
I've forgotten what the hell I'm even -
Pushing for
Recognize it when it happens to you
Learn to recognize it and know what to do
Stop clinging on, let go, own nothing
Do it out of love
Do it out of love
Words cannot substitute
Losing everything
Losing your home
Losing your money
Your dignity
Losing your mind - your beliefs, ideals
Then and only then
When everything is gone
You no longer care
Your soul standing naked and bare
Stripped down to the truth
Then you'll find everything
On heaven and earth
On heaven and earth
On heaven and earth
The struggle is long
The struggle is hard
The struggle is beautiful |
The Beautiful Dead
The crowd was one (oblivion ran deep)
A consciousness of cannon-fodder walking in its sleep
Vacant expressions (and don't look ahead)
Everybody dance with the beautiful dead I said!
All queue up and gravel for a hit
SOmeone pulls the reins then you chew at the bit
Encouraged by commercials to spend beyond my means
I laughed as it all fell apart at the seams
(Hey! Take a look at tomorrow)
But will I inherit the good green earth?
Such a lovely world
All mod-cons there was dust on the drums
My electronic beat-box got the job done
Everybody emulate the pulse of the soul
And change your clothes (to make you feel whole)
Effort and sweat was a thing of the past (they said!)
Welcome to the world of the beautiful dead |
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