Dying To Be Written Off

Don’t give me that look

I’m not fit enough to except

Feeling a bit inept

And I’ll wipe it away like the sleep in my eye

 

Could you believe?

It’s me you deceive

Because it’s my turn to say

That you don’t know me

 

Going round in my mind

Is the thing that I just can’t find

But when I do

I might not want to know

 

You’ve been lying

Like you want me to know the truth

And yet you

You’re dying to be written off

 

And everything about me

Is something new

And I want it all to start

Just like you.

Paranoia

Mr Para

Paranoia

Para get your gun

We’ll go and have some fun

Shooting Ruskies in the sun

Killing while you’re young

Paranoia

 

Mr Para

Para listen

Para go and hide

The enemy inside

Smaller eyes, darker skin

Different country seas come in

Bring beliefs, such a sin

Paranoia

 

Mr Para

Paranoia

The government they say

Guard country and then pray

For the ones who pay your way

They don’t do what they say

But you believe it anyway

Paranoia

 

Go, go go,

Be killed all your life

Even though you’ll never live again

Ask, ask, ask

Diving in the mud

Feeling pain for country which sent you out to die

Is it –

True, true, true

Do you think what you do

Propaganda satisfactory for you to chew

 

Mr Para

Paranoia

Mourning at your death

On duty dignified

Although you were fried

Five bullets through the brain

Madness, it’s insane

In fact….

It’s Mr Paranoia.

Only you

Only you – would smoke poison for fun

Only you – would have fun with a gun

Only you – believe it’s god’s will what you do

Only you – think he’d create a look-a-like – you

 

Only you – would sit on your brother’s back

Only you – think you’re better than black

Only you – take all freedom away

Only you – would loose at the civilised – way

 

But we have no power,

We have no say

It’s getting better but

Worse than yesterday

 

Only you – would risk the world for some land

Only you – think you can do what you can

Only you – think that you’re so clever

Only you – will be the only one left – forever

 

Only you – need a helping hand

Only you – need something to help you stand

Only you – should be doing your best

Only you – are dropping bombs – on the rest

 

But when you hack down the trees

And build on nature’s last ground

And just for living

Imprison a dog in a death pound

Grow small humans for God

In a hospital plant pot

Keep the dying alive

Against their own will

Against their own will

Against their own – will

 

Only you – imagine things are going alright

Only you – have lost your conscience tonight

We had so much

You destroyed such a lot

Only you – abuse the world – we’ve all got.

 

He dies in his prime

People go, all the time

Televisual happiness, it’s not mine

 

Paintings of fantasies

That will never come

But I still keep some

I still keep some

 

Pigment mixed so sweetly

Hiding in my own tree

The higher you climb

The faster that I run (from you)

 

When he reached the sun

The end had begun

Did I climb too fast?

Was it too small?

(he sung)

 

The forest far below

As cold as snow

He could see the light

This must be right!

This must be right!

Zeros and ones

The zeros and ones are eating me

Feeding

And dreaming

They dance their merry way

Across my eyes

 

And I

Can see nothing else

 

The zeros and ones have control

Niether

Off nor on

They’re turning me

Over in my grave

 

And I

Can see nothing else

 

The zeros and ones

Go marching on

And I

Can see nothing else

The machine

I am a scanning stream of flouressing electrons

I am reverberating earpiece paper

I know what you watch on TV

I send you mail you do not want

 

I have you on file

I can access you whenever I want

My circuits are always sensing you

I zoom in to see what I want

 

I am the machine

Without me you could not function

I am the machine

Without me you have no function