Public Image
You never listen to a word that I said you only seen me for the clothes that I wear
Or did the interest go so much deeper it must have been the colour of my hair
The public image
What you wanted was never made clear behind the image was ignorance and fear
You hide behind this public machine you still follow the same old scheme
Public image
Two sides to every story somebody had to stop me
I'm not the same as when I began I will not be treated as property
Public image
Two sides to every story somebody had to stop me
I'm not the same as when I began it's not a game of monopoly
Public image
Public image, you got what you wanted
The public image belongs to me
It's my entrance, my own creation
My grand finale, my goodbye
Public image public image goodbye
Death Disco
Seeing in your eyes words can never say the way
Told me in your eyes final in a fade
Never no more hope away final in a fade
Seeing in your eyes seeing in your eyes
Never really know never realize
Silence in your eyes silence in your eyes
Never really know until its gone away
Never realize the silence in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes seen it in your eyes
Never no more hope away final in a fade
Watch her slowly die saw it in her eyes
Choking on a bed flowers rotting dead
Seen it in her eyes ending in a day silence was a way
Seeing in your eyes seeing in your eyes I'm seeing through my eyes
Words cannot express words cannot express
This Is Not A Love Song
This is not a love song
Happy to have, not to have not
Big business is very wise I'm crossing over into enterprize
Love song love song
I'm going over to the other side I'm happy to have not to have not
Big business is very wise I'm inside free enterprise
I'm adaptable and I like my new role
I'm getting better and better and I have a new goal
I'm changing my ways where money applies
This is not a love song
Now are you ready to grab the candle
That tunnel vision not television
Behind the curtain out of the cupboard
You take the first train into the big world
Now will I find you now will you be there
Not a love song.
Rise
I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong
I could be wrong I could be right I could be black I could be white
I could be right I could be wrong I could be white I could be black
Your time has come your second skin the cost so high the gain so low
Walk through the valley the written word is a lie
May the road rise with you may the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong I could be right
I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong I could be right
I could be black I could be white I could be right I could be wrong
I could be black I could be white
They put a hot wire to my head because of the things I did and said
They made these feelings go away model citizen in every way
May the road rise with you may the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
Anger is an energy anger is an energy anger is an energy
May the road rise with you may the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
Anger is an energy anger is an energy anger is an energy
I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong
I could be wrong I could be right I could be black I could be white
I could be right I could be wrong I could be white I could be black
Your time has come your second skin the cost so high the gain so low
Walk through the valley the written word is a lie
May the road rise with you may the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
I could be wrong I could be right I could be wrong
They put a hot wire to my head because of the things I did and said
They made these feelings go away model citizen in every way
Your time has come your second skin bost so high, the gain so low
May the road rise with you may the road rise with you
May the road rise with you anger is an energy
Hard Times
Dead dreams, dead dreams fly flags
Flapping in the breeze, wave your colored rags
Hard times, were they ever any better maybe never ever
The slogan will take you like lemmings to the cliff
You'll feel better than ever, and into the abyss
Hard times were they ever any better
Every crack every crevice will be sanitized
There'll be no more war there'll be no more choice
And those behind you should go live elsewhere
Spies everywhere you put the poison in the air
Hard times, were they ever any better maybe never ever
The words cry for help but the music says, no
Every sentence a siege of national pride
Hard times, were they ever any better, maybe and I won't answer the call
I don't like khaki, I won't wear your uniform
There'll be no more war, there'll be no more choice
There'll be no more war, there'll be no more choice
Hard times were they ever any better
Same Old Story
Some people got: more kicks than halfpence
And cry for attention, like cracks in the pavement
And all of this pointed, like perfect TV
When you're sowing the wind, you reap the whirlwind
Who gets the mansions we get the ruins
Same old story
Your flexible nature, serving no purpose
Like a terrible artist, using no shadow
And the king of the castle, is pulling new shapes
Gilding the lilies, and all of them fakes
Typical tragic, small house and small street
Narrow the outlook, small minded complete
The emperor's new clothes, get clearer and clearer
Dictate to the fingers, that tighten the trigger
And the king of the castle is pulling new shapes
Life is a poison, it begins at home
Pride is a trinket, a security blanket
You could tangle the spiders on the webs that we weave
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