Crass - Deadhead Lyrics
Tired bored sad people, tired bored sad livesEndless cars on endless roadways endless shopfronts with endless liesEven the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's badCan't imagine a revolution could deal with anything so sadIt's all set up so you can't do itNot let up so you don't make itAll arranged so you can't have itAll enclosed so you won't take itSet in little pockets of isolationSeparated by regulationCrushed for product in a rich man's passionRelative ration for the ration nationTear a bit, smash a bit, cause a little painThat's a contribution then they build it up againFool yourself thinking it's a holyheld beliefWhen all the time it's just another light reliefOh boredom psychological stuntYou never really feel it when you're up at the frontIt doesn't really matter where the hell it's goingAs long as everybody has the hot blood flowing....Excitement and thrills, Will put off the illsRadical frills, docility pillsNew Wave, splash in the planReal music by dildo danTired old discos, shame balamSoddern modern christ, futurists againPlay the machineCrank up the dreamWe're just what we seemKnow what I mean?But no-one can wipe out the last five yearsThere's other ways of living than in supergloo pairsMarry me darling? ***** off, creep!Tired and lonely, life on the cheapDidn't plan it, but now we're very happyAnother poor *****er drowns in its nappyBakunin and bollocks and fun and fartsHit the right fantasy and come up the chartsTreat people like shit and that's what you get
