Tired bored sad people, tired bored sad Endless on endless roadways endless shopfronts with endless lies Even the winners, even the punters, tight packages, think it's bad Can't imagine a revolution could with anything so sad It's all set up so you do it Not let up so you don't it All arranged so you can't it All so you won't take it Set in little of isolation by regulation Crushed for product in a rich man's ration for the ration nation Tear a bit, smash a bit, cause a pain That's a contribution then build it up again Fool yourself thinking a holyheld belief When all the it's just another light relief Oh psychological stunt You never really feel it you're up at the front It doesn't really matter where the hell it's As as everybody has the hot blood flowing.... and thrills, Will put off the ills Radical frills, pills New Wave, splash in the music by dildo dan Tired old discos, shame Soddern modern christ, again Play the Crank up the We're what we seem what I mean? But no-one can out the last five years There's ways of living than in supergloo pairs me darling? Fuck off, creep! Tired and lonely, on the cheap plan it, but now we're very happy Another poor fucker in its nappy Bakunin and and fun and farts Hit the right fantasy and come up the Treat people shit and that's what you get