Dehumanisation They take away your name Civilisation It's the dead man game And we all like living this modern life Television, radio, disco fights
Here comes the hero At temperature zero Warming his hands on the crowd He says "now that I've changed I'm exactly the same" But nobody hears cos the
In the lounge of class distinction Rank and number neatly sprawled In the luxury of income Sat the new boy feeling cold Sat there thinking "Where's
She sits here drinking What does the fiction represent? The TV Scandal Can make her break out in a sweat She watches it to make her feel part Of something
A combination of work and rest Keeps your head in a total mess Just like we're all supposed to be A part of this sick society Where they give you a rest
Sick of all these dumb solutions Why not tell me something new? I've been hearing so much bullshit It's impossible to tell the truth How can they preach
Can you hear the sound of people laughing Because they think they know it all? Where they've been and where they're going As if they themselves had written
Ignorance and innocence go together Peace and harmony flowers and trees Your peace of mind only comes in pints There are other worlds apart from these
