He's bitter and twisted
He knows what he wants
He wants to be loved and he wants to belong
He wants us to listen
He wants us to weep
And he was a stupid baby who turned into a powerful freak
But how do you?
How do you?
How do you?
You're my man of war
You're my man of war
Yeah, the worms will come for you, big boots
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Riot shields, voodoo economics, your turn, your turn
It's just business, cattle prods and the I.M.F
I trust I can rely on your vote
What's that?
(I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that?
(I may be paranoid, but no android)
Good morning, Mr. Magpie
How are we today?
Now you've stolen all the magic
And took my memory
You know you should, but you don't
You know you should, but you don't
I want to go home
I don't want to stay
Give up life
As a bad mistake
If you say the word, if you say the word
If you say the word, if you say the word
Then I'll come running
When you change your friends, like changing your clothes
It's holding on
It's holding on
It's holding on
Keep your cool
Do not give into emotion
An ill wind
Will blow
Will blow
My heart's still pumping
My heart's still pumping
In pitch dark, I go walking in your landscape
Broken branches trip me as I speak
I don't know why I
Feel so tongue tied
Don't know why I
Feel so skinned alive
We're talking out the world, talking out the world
These are my twisted words
Went off the roof still walking
I know I should not look down
But I'm so sick of just talking
Wrap me up in the back of the trunk
Packed with foam and blind and drunk
They won't ever take me alive
'Cause they all drive
Stay in the shadows
Cheer at the gallows
This is a round-up
This is a low-flying panic attack
Today I wrote a bad cheque
Packed a bag and took a jet
But no-one's looking anyway
I hope they miss me
I just think maybe I'm making a mistake
Mobiles skwerking, mobiles chirping
Take the money and run, take the money and run, take the money
I'm stuck in the TARDIS
Trapped in hyperspace
One minute, snake charming
The next, in a motorcade
I've had these jeans since I was born
And now they're ripped and now they're torn
And all my friends have skateboards
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
Into your arms (Don't hurt me)
You can walk it home straight from school
You can kiss it, you can break all the rules
All of the rules
But, still...
Everything is broken
Everyone is broken
Everyone is, everyone is broken
Everyone is, everything is broken
That's it, sir, you're leaving (Rain down)
The crackle of pigskin (Rain down)
The dust and the screaming (Come on, rain down)
The yuppies networking (On me)
The panic, the vomit (From a great height)
The panic, the vomit (From a great height)
God loves his children
We're not scaremongering
This is really happening, happening
We're not scaremongering
This is really happening, happening
Eating well (No more microwave dinners and saturated fats)
A patient, better driver
A safer car (Baby smiling in back seat)
Sleeping well (No bad dreams)
No paranoia
I fell open, I lay under
At the tip off I lost your number
I wanna slip over
And get back under
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Well of course I'd like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
Only, only, only, only
Only, only, only, only
Only, only, only, only
Only, only, only, only
There's someone listening in
Get yourself together, let the light pour in
Pour yourself a hot bath, pour yourself a drink
Nothing's gonna happen without warning
So, knives out, catch the mouse
Don't look down, shove it in your mouth
Blow into this paper bag
Go home and stop grinning at everyone
Blow into this paper bag
Go home and stop grinning at everyone
