Lightning Seeds:
I'm pushed and pulled and shunted,
Man-handled and manhunted,
By those faceless names,
You've got nine lives,
I've got eight,
I just can't wait,
To lock the door,
And throw the keys away.
I'll call as soon as it's all over,
Let's wait until the world is sober.
The World is wide,
Manhattan chase,
Misguided missles spin in space,
Feel like a sundial out in the shade,
Where flowers fade.
I feel like the poor relation,
Passing through an empty station,
On this empty track.
I'm half poverty,
Half oysters,
No morals,
Tarnished laurels,
Going nowhere fast.
You don't get smoke without a fire,
Next time I'll vote for Billy Liar.
I hate liars, I hate cheats,
Waving flags, and saving nations,
Good bye love, Goodbye Peace,
I hate war,
It ruins converstations.
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