Nouvelle Vague - Psyche Lyrics
(Killing Joke)You're alone in the packYou're feeling like you want to go homeYou're feeling unfinished but you keep on goingThe reason is thereYou'll be falling 'til your feet are goneBecause your living a hoaxSell us what you sussDraw your brain, a sick inspirationYour pill illusionAnd then you follow a transferIf you don't know the gameThen you're still part of itBecause out on the streetsIt's strangeDodge the bullet or carry the gunThe choice is yoursYeah! Yeah!Look at the controllerA nazi with a social degreeA middle-class heroRapist with your eyes on meYou pay some masturbationA priest cheers for the nuns you *****You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chanceBut Jesus, JesusJesus wouldn't like it, noJesus wouldn't like it, no