Everybody's looking for a one way system. As if there's only one way out of this prison. Everybody's looking for that one piece of wisdom. As if there's just one answer to all of our problems.
Peace won't come (Repeats). By words alone. With the world in front of you, you've only got a certain space to go. I go to me factory, and go there, that's supposed to be my bit of seeing the world. The whole world in front of ya, you're waiting, seeing things that haven't been discovered..
Why - why should we go deeper into this?. I don't know. Try - I'm tryin' to find what's in your secret.. 'cause I don't know. Time - the minutes are counted between us.
Away from work finding peace. With a swing on the seventeenth lined with trees. You're out playing golf for the day. Hoping that with a bit of luck. Someone will study a chemistry book.
I traveled through time to see ya. Hoping to find you on the other side. Looking for something inside you. So hard to find the dark of night. . All you need is something new.
Pontius Pilot came to our town. Up to the dockyards. To see the picket line. We asked him to help. But he just turned around. He's the leader of the union now.
God is dead. When someone fills your heart instead. Your soul's on fire, all your needs. How can they call it blasphemy. . Love is nature. So you're praying for salvation.
Pontius Pilot came to our town. Up to the dockyards. To see the picket line. We asked him to help. But he just turned around. He's the leader of the union now.
Wheear 'as ta bin sin ah saw thee?. On Ilkla Moor baht'at. Wheear 'as ta bin sin ah saw thee?. Wheear 'as ta bin sin ah saw thee?. On Ilkla Moor baht'at x3.
I was betrayed, there is no fate. An open sore, I'm in too deep. I can't believe anymore. Will you take what's left of me. Reanimate my trust in fate.
Like a spider to a fly she sang. I was tangled in her web. I lived to see her smile until I saw the fangs. Was I lost in a mirage or was it in me. . American beauty - Just an illusion of a girl.
Mr. Kakoshka, it just happened again. (Sad, so sad). They struck the museum like a hurricane. (Sad, so sad). Haul 'em on a coach and it's dead and it's gone.
Bitter sweet memories. Of a love we had before. Blinded by sanity. What's behind the crimson door?. . What happened to my eyes?. Incapable of seeing signs.
They tell us Sizewell's safe and clean. White rooms, white coats, white heat, white lies. Nuclear power?. No thanks. From the mines of Namibia. Black faces, black truncheons, grey death, white bosses.
Same seven notes and some slag poet's quotes. Stick them together with glue. You can mix a fine cocktail from memories. And pretend what you're drinking is new.
I dreamt the cliffs and ride the waves. And no one comes to save me. My arms are sprawled against the tide. Nothing knocks me over. Nothing knocks me over.
Wondering, have I given up dreaming?. Come down from ceiling. I won't do that again. Thinking, my misspent history. Mistakes to teach me. I won't do that again.
In the event of something happening to me. There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph of someone that I knew. . Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?.