Mess Of My Lyrics - Fall

And note of your own choice, boys and girls 

Inadequate planters, methadone stubbies 

You got energy vampires 

More hands on the tranquillizers 

An unholy alliance 

And jokes about faith 

Give me another drink 

You're as strong as your weakest link 

A mess of My age 

A mess of my race 

A mess of our radio 

I remember the times 

This was a beginning 

Of a permissive new age 

But it's the same old cabbage 

A mess of my age 

A mess of our race 

A mess of our our our our 

I don't look at myself 

I have no health 

Take no notice of me 

I probably work for a record company 

A mess of our age 

A mess of my taste 

A mess of our nervous systems 

Cowering mockers 

The company money's ran out 

To longer hot properties 

Get back in their closets 

A mess of my age 

A mess of my race 

Fill the rest in yourself