X Ray Spex Tribute EP

The Day The World Turned DayGlo

I clambered over mounds and mounds of polystyrene foam
And fell into a swimming pool filled with fairy snow
And watched the world turned dayglo you know
The world turned dayglo you know

I wrenched the nylon curtains back as far as they would go
And peered through perspex window panes at the acrylic road

And watched the world turned dayglo you know

The world turned dayglo you know

I drove my polypropylene car on wheels of sponge then pulled into a Wimpy Bar to have a rubber bun
The X-rays were penetrating through the latex breeze synthetic fibre see-thru leaves

Then I fell from the rayon trees

And watched the world turned dayglo you know

The world turned dayglo you know

Bondage, Up Yours

Bind me tie me chain me to the wall 

I wanna be a slave to you all

Bondage up yours bondage no more

Bondage up yours bondage no more

Chain-store chain-smoke I consume you all

Chain-gang chain-mail I don't think at all

Bondage up yours bondage no more

Bondage up yours bondage no more

Thrash me crash me beat me until I fall

I wanna be a victim for you all

Bondage up yours bondage no more

Bondage up yours bondage no more

I Am A Poseur

I am a poseur and I don't care I like to make people stare

I am a poseur and I don't care I like to make people stare

Exhibition is the name voyeurism is the game

Stereoscopic is the show viewing time makes it grow

My facade is just a fake shock horror no escape

Sensationalism for the feed caricatures are what you breed

Anti-art was the start establishments like a laugh

We're very entertaining overtones can be betraying

Junk Food Junkie

Johnny's got an addiction he's strung out without conviction

He was raised with a microwave sticky trashy fast food slave

He's a junk food junkie he could be a lot more spunky hunky

But he's a junk food junkie blame it on the food you know it's bad

Mother doesn't really know shopping in a glossy show

Then again her budget's low her health so bad it makes her slow

She's a junk food junkie she's stressed and very jumpy

She's a junk food junkie blame it on the food we know its bad

Jenny's in a fix with her arithmetics

Poor concentration boys in the classroom cause agitation

She's a junk food junkie she could be a lot more fun

But she's a junk food junkie blame it on the food

You know it's bad you know it's bad

Cigarettes

Packet of cigarettes on the counter carrying a government health warning

Still they want the money, still they want the tax

Still they want the money, still they want the tax

Why not take paper currency and light it up a lower tar content and a quicker puff

Then you could keep the money, you could keep the tax

You could keep the money, you could keep the tax

Fields wasted growing tobacco could be used to feed the third world countries

This is the Age of Hypocrisy everybody's saying "Vote for me! Vote for me!"

Blind leaders leading the blind the cheaters and the cheated will you always find

Still they want the money, still they want the tax

Still they want the money, still they want the tax

Still they want the money, still they want the tax

Still they want the money, still they want the tax

But the biggest serial killer is a heart attack

The biggest serial killer is a heart attack

Melancholy

My mother the cow who still feeds me now is being tortured

Her son the bull who the fields should plough is being slaughtered

The human child in the womb who is never born for being unwanted

Melancholy in the Age of Kali melancholy in the Age of Kali

Kali Kali

My mother, the earth, man treats like dirt, her resources being exhausted

Ant-like astronauts, of the human race, scratch and scar the moon's beautiful face

My brother, the sun, he still shines on he'll continue to shine for some time to come

Melancholy in the Age of Kali melancholy in the Age of Kali

Kali Kali

Lamentation lamentation lamentation

Heavenly Father still waters the grains seems like tears fall as it rains

Little boy blue come blow on your horn the sheep's in the meadow the cows in the corn

Sweet friend of mine from an ancient nursery rhyme from a distant land once upon a time

Melancholy in the Age of Kali melancholy in the Age of Kali

Kali Kali