No I don't believe in Jesus Christ. My mother died of cancer when I was 5. No I don't believe in religion. I was forced to go to church, I wasn't told why.
In the lounge of class distinction. Rank and number neatly sprawled. In the luxury of income. Sat the new boy feeling cold. . Sat there thinking "Where's the toilet?".
Last night as I lie sleeping. I had dreams of a place untold. You never see people weeping. There's no wars and no greed for gold. It's a place where love can unfold.
So you're living in fast world. See the people you've already killed. See what you've done with that machine of yours. You can't justify it, you ain't got a cause.
I fuckin' hate motorways..... service station angst release. (touring band - traditional)!.
Don't ask the people what the people think. They've got no opinion but they still think we stink. The great British public, the great majority. The safe foundation of our society.
Hey you, have you done somethin lately for you. Hey you, to feel good it's only for you. Hey you, for it's another great day for you. Hey you, I tell you I've been so lonely for you.
Mickey Mouse is dead. Got kicked in the head. Cos people got too serious. They planned out what they said. They couldn't take the fantasy. Tried to accept reality.
Let me tell you a story about where I come from. Hop in the car and take a ride through the countryside. Up on the hill lies your grand daddy, Grady. He made a living down in Monument Valley now.
Love is a bastard it tears you apart. Just when you thought you didn't have a heart. Couldn't give a fuck cause you didn't know how. And suddenly everything brings you down.
call me punk cos I wear a leather jacket. call me a hippy cos I believe in love. and peace. call me an idealist cos of songs like this one. you can call me what.
You, you're driving me insane. But you know there's something wrong with my brain. My head is really in a whirl. Where you look just like a normal girl.
Here I am in my four corner cage. I need the love that my momma gave. Back then at that tender age. When my daddy used to call me babe. . Didn't have to run for love.
Joe Public in an overcoat. a smile on his face and his fingers down your throat. making you stick with his victory salute. Vs up for England or does he mean.
I don t like the way I m living. No one gives me any choice. You don t like the way I m singing. But all I got is my fucking voice. I can t get a word in edgeways.
It's getting out of hand they don't understand. they never ever will they never. ever can. I don't wanna live if I can't be free. the system kills but it won'tkill me.
There's a bomb going off in Belfast. There's a war in Vietnam. There's a T.V. documentary. To help you understand. But the other channel is better. Cos it doesn't tax your mind.
Well I passed by this little place a time or two before. And I liked the words they had painted on the door. . Social, Social Aid and Pleasure club. .
Here comes the hero. At temperature zero. Warming his hands on the crowd. He says "now that I've changed. I'm exactly the same". But nobody hears cos the cheering's too loud.
Down in the basement in the house with the police outside. There's something secret hidden away. In various crates in a paralyzed state. Are the heads for the mood of the day.