Tired bored sad people, tired bored sad lives/ Endless cars on endless roadways past endless shopfronts with endless lies/ Even the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's bad/ Can't imagine a revolution could deal with anything so sad/ Well it's all set up so you can't do it/ No let up so you don't make it/ And all arranged so you can't have it/ All enclosed so you won't take it/ Set in little pockets of isolation/ Separated by regulation/ Crushed for product in a rich man's passion/ Relative ration for the ration nation/ Tear a bit, smash a bit, cause a little pain/ That's a contribution then they build it up again/ Fool yourself thinking it's a holy held belief/ When all the time it's just another light relief/ Oh boredom psychological stunt/ You never really feel it when you're up at the front/ And it doesn't really matter where the hell it's going/ As long as everybody has the hot blood flowing...
Excitement and thrills/ Will put off the ills/ Radical frills/ Docility pills/New Wave, splash in the pan/ Real music by dildo Dan/ Tired old discos, sham balam/ Soddern modern, christ, futurists again/ Play the machine/ Crank up the dream/ We're just what we seem/ Know what I mean?
But no-one can wipe out the last five years/ So there's other ways of living than in supergloo pairs/ Marry me darling?/ Fuck off, creep!/ Tired and lonely, life on the cheap/ Didn't plan it, but now we're very happy/ Another poor fucker drowns in its nappy/ Bakunin and bollocks and fun and farts/ Hit the right fantasy and come up the charts.
Treat people like shit and that's what you get.
Treat people like shit and that's what you get.
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