This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Dictum: vestige of the euro-bore
Random
It's a good life bowing to a tyrant
Gone
Christian gang chants sweet
Regional
Keep your head down for the moment
(That now suit is now in bucket
It's a good life, Europe)
Avoid the dismantled old heads stuck in bloody plant pots
All looking at them
Forgetting the endless drive against nature
City dweller
Must we base ourselves again into organic mud?
You're well welcome to it
Get out of my city you mediocre pseuds
And take those red-tie bastards
Who put up the Olympic flag with you
They walk around leering at young girls in packs
Worse than any yobs
(Catalonian)
It's January 20th
Euro-bore I support media
Keep Olympic bidding
City dweller
Backwards
More than you can ever know
Mr cab driver
What do you want
Mr cab driver
City dweller
This hillbilly cab driver
He has submerged himself into the psyche of the average
Cab driver
They love me, they knock off 10 to 15 pence
This is wandering
Those casual days are over and dull
dull
Agricultural gangs chant for sweet freedom
Get out of my city
You mediocre pseud
And take those red tight bastards with you
City dweller
They should remember there's nothing worse
Than a half-educated grim red dwarf
City dweller
Cuts up
Cab driver, cab driver
Oh Mr cab driver
(He's up there now, listening to us, I know he is)
Why do you leave a a poxy card?
Oh Mr cab driver
What do about it?
Too much to drink
Too many drugs
Too much sex
Too young
Random
It's a good life bowing to a tyrant
Gone
Christian gang chants sweet
Regional
Keep your head down for the moment
(That now suit is now in bucket
It's a good life, Europe)
Avoid the dismantled old heads stuck in bloody plant pots
All looking at them
Forgetting the endless drive against nature
City dweller
Must we base ourselves again into organic mud?
You're well welcome to it
Get out of my city you mediocre pseuds
And take those red-tie bastards
Who put up the Olympic flag with you
They walk around leering at young girls in packs
Worse than any yobs
(Catalonian)
It's January 20th
Euro-bore I support media
Keep Olympic bidding
City dweller
Backwards
More than you can ever know
Mr cab driver
What do you want
Mr cab driver
City dweller
This hillbilly cab driver
He has submerged himself into the psyche of the average
Cab driver
They love me, they knock off 10 to 15 pence
This is wandering
Those casual days are over and dull
dull
Agricultural gangs chant for sweet freedom
Get out of my city
You mediocre pseud
And take those red tight bastards with you
City dweller
They should remember there's nothing worse
Than a half-educated grim red dwarf
City dweller
Cuts up
Cab driver, cab driver
Oh Mr cab driver
(He's up there now, listening to us, I know he is)
Why do you leave a a poxy card?
Oh Mr cab driver
What do about it?
Too much to drink
Too many drugs
Too much sex
Too young
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City Dweller Lyrics as written by Scanlon Hanley
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