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Begin the madness
Tear down the sign Ideals and values They use to keep us in line Turn a blind eye to jobless millions Queues of wreckage to be broken down Leaders feed us their solutions Mistakes the death cart clears away Beware of the... The plague The plague The plague The plague A pig for power Misplacing trust Science moves fact to fiction Disturbing dust All this in the name of progress While our existence is sold downstream Religion plays upon the ruin While Manson throws away the key Beware of the... The plague The plague The plague The plague Don't look at me I'm not the answer Look to you It's where it's at Don't look at me I'm not the saviour It's up to you To face yourself What price the future And Orwell's dream All yours big brother On twenty two inch screen The tragedy we bleed human Can't feed emotion to the zombie brain And as the rat becomes exhausted We stand to lose the game Beware of the... The plague The plague The plague The plague |
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Nowhere to run
No place left to hide Nowhere to run No place left to hide I just can't believe it What a waste What the hell has gone on here This devastated place Thought this was buried with Dachau But there's new blood on the tracks Outside the city They're shooting people out of fear Nowhere to run No place left to hide Nowhere to run No place left to hide Broken lambs to the slaughter Soiled red like the sea In the land of the holy The Devil runs free No dignity in death now As they litter the streets What's for the living They'll build you up to knock you down again Shadows cast upon this land A black cloth drapes a promised land Shadows cast upon this land A black cloth drapes a promised land |
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Fever's in the city
Fever's in the city The wind she cries A bell is ringing Stood outside I could hear the sound Keep away Before we know Before we will know Fever's in the city The fever's in the city People dying in the city A lonely sign Red welcome Somewhere our side For just someone How do we Heaven forgive them For they finally blew the wall It's a visitation to us all Fever's in the city The fever's in the city People dying in the city |
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Take a seat we've got it made
You're move to precision We're all sold out of human rights It's made your decision Keep belief in avoiding wars Keep faith with Santa Claus Feel free the first time in you life Give yourself away Blackheath nothing goes on here Blackheath nothing grows on here Blackheath only children play On your admission the ride is free Whatever takes your fancy It's time to change your life support We've got the future bottled One chance to go away from it all What a way to go No more fear from crazy toys We got the answer Blackheath nothing goes on here Blackheath nothing grows on here Blackheath only children play If I believe in all I read I'd be marching with them to the black lands Of the living dead Blackheath nothing goes on here Blackheath nothing grows on here Blackheath only children play |
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Life's no more exciting after twenty one
Than Billy Graham or Mary Millington with no drawers on Piss artists who feel they're owed one after time Rise up from the slaughter house into the mime The prostitute and the businessman in compromising poses Dirty linen done in bed A sell out between the sheets All the King's horses and President's men Couldn't put Dick back together again The writings on the wall The writings on the wall Dr. Frankenstein getting government grants While Mrs. T nurses another right wing transplant Society's rag mag throwin' desperate fits Offering you comfort on page three showing the naughty bits The guardian of the times Sees no reflection in the mirror Life's become a comic strip A prime time for master spies All the King's horses and President's men Couldn't put Dick back together again The writings on the wall The writings on the wall The Beeb's gone underground for posterity Taking readers of the Radio Times The Bible and those with false teeth A sick society dropping national health Stirred up by gay boys protected by their wealth Now the bear lies wounded Another chip off the block Skid marks on the collar Lipstick on their seats All the King's horses and President's men Couldn't put Dick back together again The writings on the wall The writings on the wall All the King's horses and President's men Couldn't put Dick back together again The writings on the wall The writings on the wall |
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I can't come down
It's gone too far Oh, I can't come down It makes no sense Just wasted words Oh, I can't come down I've tried to come to terms with it all Has it really gone this far Love suspended frozen in a jar I never did belong They're staring back at me from inside the cage I'm staring back at me The ape's coming of age I can't come down It's gone too far Oh, I can't come down It makes no sense Just wasted words Oh, I can't come down Why offer stimulation to a lost cause You drive the nails in, I can't take anymore I'm the last one survivor I took you all I'm the rare breed the cast off Come on break the mould I can't come down It's gone too far Oh, I can't come down It makes no sense Just wasted words Oh, I can't come down |
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