EMPTY WORDS… A BREATH…

LIFE MINE, RUBBISH CHUTE, VEGETABLE LIE
I AM PLAYED OUT, EVER AND EVER, FOR SOMEBODY ELSE,
ANYBODY ELSE
I SERVE THE UPS AND DOWNS, I LOOK LIKE A COP,
LIKE A CORPSE

CLAD IN ALL BLACK, I GO ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS,
YOUR STINK
TRAPPED IN YOUR BACK, I SERVE FOR YOUR GOODNESS,
I STINK

I WILL DIE IN THE MR KING’S SERVICE — THE UPS AND DOWNS
DAY DUTY, NIGHT DUTY AND WANK DUTY

EVERYONE IS A CLAIMING BUT I WON’T BE A REBEL
RIGHT WING, RIGHT STINK, VOTE FOR A RIGHT WANK
CANDIDATE
AT WORK I SHUT MY BIG MOUTH, I’M A MAN ALONE
THE EVENING, MY CHILDREN, MY OUTLET, MY WIFE…
SOMEBODY’S PAY
THE MORNING I FORGET IT, I’M A MAN ALONE
BECAME A CIVIL SERVANT AGAIN — VEGETABLE LIFE
ME, MYSELF AND I, WE LIE ALONE

CLAD ALL IN BLACK, I GOT ABOUT ONE’S BUSINESS
WE STINK
ME, MYSELF AND I




Lyrics submitted by Androgyne

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