Yuppies, I've been taught,. Are keen on sport. Two slices wholemeal loaf. Into towelette jogging suit. Once round the park. Quick game of squash. Staving off a heart attack.
Here in the comfort of a favorite chair. Or smugly from the tap room at the Whitehorse. I can prove mathematically. Just when and when not to take up arms.
You can't trust anyone nowadays. (Repeat). Brown shirts don't make it. (Repeat). I'm not so brave and I'm not too crazy. And I'd rather be a coward than pushing up daisies.
With a W and a W and a W dot. With a W and a W and a W dot. With a W and a W and a W dot. . Ooh, Mr. Murdoch can I show you around?. A new religion, no beat no rhythm.
Creation, not so much out of the blue as. Once upon a time there was a pile of brown. And out of that brown grew pips and seeds. And worms crawled from out of that brown.
Through eating too much supper before I went to bed. Strange thoughts came on my slumber, strange thoughts came in my head. This world seemed topsy-turvey and people of reknown.
I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain. . {It is a great thing that we have an. Unarmed police force in this country. It is perhaps an even greater thing that.
(cut up vocals). Why can't we sing about something nice?. Because it's only in exposing the shit. That we appreciate the passion. In order to find out what's nice.
Our settlers calling our kingdom great. Our banners raised on high. Baptized with the tide of history. That won't lie down and die. Words from our own good book to help us get by.
It's the old stock car thing. Crash! smash! crash! ring!. Round the track and round again. Crash! smash! crash! ring!. Revving, coughing, stutt-stutt-stuttering.
Where did the chinaman go?. Where did the chinaman go?. Bowled out of favor when the paceman move in. As pitches got faster with no turn or spin. "Bowl faster, bowl at him, bowl bodyline.
They try in vain our minds to chain. . Im up in the stars. Looking down at the gutter. When Im good, Im very good. But when Im bad, Im better!. . Oh barman, fill this glass again.
With her friends on a road less travelled, on a journey of do's and dares. Looking back on a fear of leaving and forgetting how it felt to be scared. There are those paying fancy prices to pretend they have fancy lives.
Remember mexico '86?. "dirty" diego, the saint and greaves. All covering up the cracks of an economic crisis. What the cameras don't show the viewers won't notice.
Don't respect your choice of opinion. If your choice is a racist system. 'Freedom of speech'--it's a worthless cause. As long as freedom is defined by laws.
Driving on the bypass to Damascus. I saw a preacher trying to hitch a ride. With a pair of broken wings. And a suitcase full of sins. He gathered up his dreams and jumped inside.
Just take a ticket. It takes you nowhere. They saw us coming. It's them and us here. Just keep your voice down. And light another. I am a patient girl.
Fascism's in fashion again. What's the color of your skin?. In South Africa. In shanty towns behind the guards bind the people, kick them hard, pack the children off to school 'education'--fascist rule, and Botha smiles for Europe's press.
Whitewash. When you don't want to feed the world. When you just want to feed your bank balance. Wash your guilt away. Unilever washes whiter. Soap to clean those dirty hands.
You sometimes wonder and you sometimes wonder. Ten thousand deutschmarks to hand me over. Oh, you sometimes wonder and you sometimes wonder. You can make a living sometimes wondering.