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Get It Now
02:53
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It’s going to be a huge production
You won’t see the like again
The ultimate thrill
In a world where everything looks the same
Going grey, it’s all going grey
It’s all going grey, shouldn’t be that way
Go! Get it now before it’s gone
Get it now while it’s still going on
Leave the future to the fakes
Let them speculate
Why wait? You know how
So get it now
You’re going to feel the earth moving
It’s moving anyway
Out from under us
We should be spinning off into space
Hanging on, we’re just hanging on
We’re just hanging on and you know that’s wrong
Go! Get it now before it’s gone
Get it now while it’s still going on
Take your foot off the brakes
You can outrun your mistakes
Why wait? You know how
So get it now
Going great, it’s all going great
It’s all going great, and I like it that way
Go! Get it now before it’s gone
Get it now while it’s still going on
Soon is too late
Why prevaricate?
Why wait? You know how
So get it now
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2. |
See Through
03:20
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What are they offering
For your heart of gold
Dredged from a dirty river bed
Polished up and sold
Why should you take
Their shabby throne
In some corrupted kingdom
Where you will rule alone
And trade your heritage for something counterfeit
You don’t have to accept it
No, don’t give in, they will not win
Look again, it’s paper thin
It’s so see-through
So see through
Sirens who lure you onward
Keep your hopes afloat
As soon as land slips out of view
They hole your boat
Then when you think you’re sinking
Below the waves
A voice says, “Climb on board,
Those of you who want to be saved!”
Well, life’s perilous, you swim with the predators
Seems like they’re all out to get us
No, don’t give in, they will not win
Look again, it’s paper thin
It’s so see-through
So see through
It’s nothing like the truth
It’s so see-through
You can see through the sleight of hand and the lies
The tricks that they use to make you comply
All they can do is hide in full view
All they can do is hope you don’t see through
Don’t give in, they will not win
Look again, it’s paper thin
It’s so see-through
So see through
It’s nothing like the truth
It’s so see-through
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3. |
Together Alone
02:53
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We love life and we love our leaders
The sound bites from the bottom feeders
We love the things that have no value
We join in because they say we have to
It’s a con
All we want is
To be together alone
In gangs and groups and troops and posses
We try to steer our shopping trolleys
Through the crowds and through the traffic
Acting like we own the planet
It’s a con
All we want is
To be together alone
We lose our phones, we lose our friends
The rest we stick with to the end
The good, the bad, the right, the wrong
We want to feel like we belong
In a world gone mad
Spinning round without a DJ
And the playlist stuck on replay
It’s a con
All we want is
To be together alone
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4. |
It's Warming Up
04:11
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Finally the truth!
There is no proof
You might as well take those solar panels
Down off the roof
And drive what you like
We’ll never run dry
You can kiss those environmentalists bye bye
It’s warming up
Ya-da-ya, ya-da-ya-da
It’s warming up
Ya-da-ya, ya-da-yay
There’s them and there’s us
There’s a line in the dust
And when they marched us across it
No one made a fuss
Didn’t feel like a raid
Or battle engaged
But when you hear the first gunshot it’s already too late
It’s warming up
Ya-da-ya, ya-da-ya-da
It’s warming up
Ya-da-ya, ya-da-yay
They said, consume!
So we consumed
Stretch out
We’ve got the room!
And when the powers that be
Finally wake up and see
That they have to do something
They’ll go on TV
And proclaim the solution
Just might be in reach
Well, hell, who’s watching?
We’re all out on the beach
‘Cause it’s warming up
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5. |
Backstage Bob
02:13
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Backstage Bob!
Some of them want the front page
Some of them want centre stage
Some of them just want to get their own names known
Some of them want the accolades
And even expect to get paid
Others know when you’re better off left alone
Backstage Bob!
We miss you
When are you coming back?
We love you
For your friendly face
The laughter and the craìc
Backstage Bob!
You’re the man
I wish I was
But only sometimes am
The life and soul
You left a hole
Backstage Bob!
Backstage Bob!
You rock!
When you look at all the vampires
Queueing up to be admired
You know that something somewhere has gone wrong
And yeah, you get sick of it
To see them buying into the counterfeit
But when you hear something you like you have to sing along
Backstage Bob!
We miss you
When are you coming back?
With your honesty, generosity
The laughter and the craìc
Backstage Bob!
You’re the man
I wish I was
But only sometimes am
The heart and soul
You left a hole
Backstage Bob!
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These delicious days
Leave a nasty taste
We’re carving out our space
But are we really?
I wish I could see clearly
We’re marching on
To a stirring song
With the bold and brave and strong
But are we really?
I wish I could see clearly
Our every whim is tended to
All you have to do is turn on
And the sun shines in
But does it really?
I wish, I wish, I wish I could see clearly
This deceptive light
Beams down upon
My humdrum life
And everything’s alright
But is it really?
I wish I could see
Beyond my need
That twists into a grotesque greed
In the blink of an eye
We’re infected by
The values that
We used to deny
I wish, I wish, I wish I could see clearly
But in the end the future’s bright
In the end everything’s alright
Well…nearly
I wish I could see clearly
I wish
I wish
One more wish and then that’s it
I wish I could see clearly
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7. |
Weak Glue
02:50
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This trail of blame
It’s hard to follow
We clench our teeth
And swallow
When the levee breaks
The dregs of this human race
Float to the surface
No help comes through
Held together with weak glue
You’re scared? Me too
Held together with weak glue
In this calm oasis
Where violence rages
We hate our neighbours
Fight for parking spaces
This close to anarchy
It’s all we can do to keep
Our heads above water
We split in two
Held together with weak glue
You’re scared? Me too
Held together with weak glue
No help came through
Held together with weak glue
No aid, no food
Held together with weak glue
Just TV crews
Held together with weak glue
You’re scared? Me too
Held together with weak glue
We needed help
The troops were somewhere else
Are we so worthless?
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8. |
In The Arms Of My Enemy
04:46
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I’m free to go where I want
But I walk on razor blades
I’m free to work till I drop
But just for the minimum wage
I watch all the channels
Trying to find my place
Taking every precaution
Still I don’t feel safe
Here in the arms of my enemy
I fade away
They’re crushing the life right out of me
And there’s no escape
I’m like an invalid diva
In need of help
Feel like I’m carrying baggage
I didn’t pack myself
Always under surveillance
Even behind closed doors
I must have been brainwashed
To get these dirty thoughts
Here in the arms of my enemy
I suffocate
They’re crushing the life right out of me
And there’s no escape
My voice never gets heard
Despite my vote
This is the bone of contention
Sticking in my throat
I’d like to say I love you
All I can do is choke
You promised to protect me
Well, that’s just a joke
Here in the arms of my enemy
Held on the ropes
They’re crushing the life right out of me
And they won’t let go
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9. |
Open Up Your Heart
02:30
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Which way is the right way now?
Compass shows no North, no South
Compass shows no East, no West
One way guides you best
Open up, open up, open up your heart
If you're restless, if you're bored
Give yourself up and get the reward
Catch the criminal and turn him in
That's worth all your suffering
Open up, open up, open up your heart
There's someone with something to say
Inside your heart
That thief running around with your name
Keeps you apart
Turn him in, turn him in
Catch the criminal and turn him in
Open up, open up, open up your heart
Turn him in, turn him in
Catch the criminal and turn him in
Hope it up, hope it up, open up your heart
You're not to cover up, you're not to hide
You're not to keep locked up inside
Take this thing seriously
Open the door and throw away the key
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10. |
Clone Town
03:35
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It’s a chain store massacre
Bodies lying everywhere
Those with the biggest clout
Punch the independents out
We’re spied on, herded round
Stranded in the underground
Abandoned with our happy meal
Inside a ring of steel
It’s disturbing
But it’s working
I don’t fit in
To a clone town
Where the faceless tasteless
Get rich quick
We’re too busy shopping
To notice the apocalypse
Fuming in the rat runs
No one’s having any fun
The streets are paved with chewing gum
My mind is going numb
It’s disturbing
But it’s working
I don’t fit in
To a clone town
Where all we know is what they tell us
Nothing slipping through the censors
Manufactured satisfaction
War reduced to pure abstraction
Too confused to take a stand
Imprisoned in a promised land
Predictable, repetitive and bland
And do you really want to know
How they get those prices so low?
It’s disturbing
But it’s working
I don’t fit in
To a clone town
You don’t really want to know
How they get those prices so low
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11. |
My Trojan Horse
11:18
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No one lays the red carpet down
For the spread of ideas
There are too many thieves around
But somehow word reaches us
We hear the call
Across the border
And wait for nightfall
In my Trojan horse
Wheels are turning now
Across the border
I’m rolling into town
In my Trojan horse
My Trojan horse
They’ll just see you
My Trojan horse
We will pull through
Soldier on, says a voice in the crowd
We still gather but with the blinds drawn down
Our banned meetings are held in secret now
Soldier on - we just disguise ourselves now
Yeah, there’s a fence around
The entire town
But we don’t need a bulldozer
To push it down
Wheels are turning now
Across the border
I’m rolling into town
In my Trojan horse
My Trojan horse
They’ll just see you
My Trojan horse
We will pull through
Soldier on, my Trojan horse
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