I wake up Stare at the ceiling I'm alive But i don't know about that feeling My mind goes back to something that I felt when I was dreaming I kind of feel the way I used to feel when I was thieving Just like when I was dealing - hands clasped and kneeling Some creeping gnawing sickness in my belly leaves me reeling I feel the layers peeling I'm searching for a meaning I know I'm on a journey so i don't stop believing I get up It's bloody freezing and I'm shivering I look out side and down the street a postman is delivering Bad news from bad folks to witless human wreckage There's knocking at my door and I don't want to get the message So I switch on the stereo, Radio 4 Some dick some where trying to start a war Terry Wogan wants a little money for the poor The weatherman says it wont be sunny anymore I might not be here in the morning baby Dropped off far away In the middle where the light's all gone, and the cops won't come Can't keep holding on I might not be here in the morning baby Dropped off far away In the middle where the light's all gone, and the cops won't come Cant keep holding on Sorry baby We aint spoken in a minute I know that we're at war and that I promised you we'd win it From the fire to the skillet But I'm not in denial I had to look away for a little while I know it my heart I can taste it my bile I feel it my gullet like when crocodiles smile They all grinning, and they aint winning They won It's obvious While you're all online hanging out for the apocalypse Apocalypse, apocalypse, now, now There won't no Superman be saving your Metropolis Wow, scared It's that time already The fat lady done sung like Freddie Eddie Vedder better f**k off This aint the time to whine Ah come on baby, hit me one more time Till my spine turns to slime And my mind just dissipates And all that's left is my breath to obliterate It was written in alley It was written on the roads It was on the television So that everybody knows They know They know And there aint no use in running There aint anywhere to go And there aint no point in tellin em Cos everybody knows They know They know Darkseid turned up, old Gods came back Lights off, there's no music in your Maybach Now you're feeling like a chump When your filling at the pump But we've been killing for an inning now Were giving we the bumps Happy birthday bebbeh! Hip hip hurray! I hope you have a nice day Now it's all turned to dust, I will kill you if I must I will help you if I can man trust But We're getting sicker by the second Clock is ticking and I reckon What we've written's gonna wreck em Cos its time to transcend Or pretend to ascend from this burial Like Ariel Like, here we here we here we go! Death by stereo It was written in alley It was written on the roads It was on the television So that everybody knows They know They know And there aint no use in running There aint anywhere to go And there aint no point in tellin em Cos everybody knows They know They know Once upon a time, not too long ago There was a boy, Donovan Who decided to go To the park in Soho for to smoke a fat spliff The spliff was a gift from his old man "No sh*t!" Yeah sh*t mate, cos we're grown up nowza Donny had the hash wrapped, stuffed down his trousers Sat down on a bench, pulled the stuff out "Isn't that illegal?" I hear you shout Well, yes, yes it is Yes it is kinda But he heard that it had got decriminalized by the London cops who had enough to do What with all the murderers and terrorists too "Sweet", thought he, sat upon the bench Opened up the package and he marvelled at the stench Pulled out his papers and he made himself a roach That's when his mate saw boys in blue approach Donovan said, "hmm. I wonder what they want?" Two cops suddenly right up in his face Yet again the don thought "opposite of ace!" Dudes looked pissed off, young and amazed That he thought that he could smoke a joint up in this place So they searched him, checked him, cuffed him Found him on they database, booked him, tooked him Back up to the pig pen, but along the way Ran into another bunch of piggies who say: "What you doing with this lad then?" heed: They say: "had a bit of w**d" "Had a bit of w**d? And you aint letting him go?" The two young coppers say, "no". "That blows!" thinks he, "just my luck! Two pigs in the whole town that give a f**k." But he's stuck, they stick him in a van Drive him to the station and they march him right in Donovan said " I don't wanna go to jail" Donny went to court and looked a right state in his filthy trousers He got bail under condition that he went stay at his mam's house And observe a curfew to be home by ten on every evening They would check in randomly so there could not be no deceiving Safe, Donny was temporarily free Met his boys outside the court, went on a spree Then upon a three hour journey to his mummy's Very very soon this ceased to be funny Plus there was another urgent issue to be sorted If he went back to America, then he would be deported They don't like druggies (Unless they elect them) Anyway, drop the conviction, that was the order of the day In order to avoid a verdict he would have to pay An inordinate amount of money to a lawyer who Would write the courts a letter that would get them not to do Anything to the boy SQUASH THAT CASE Which they did which was ace So what did we learn? If you can't afford lawyers Don't smoke drugs in public squares. Donovan said, "I won't do that again." Hello, it's That Zilla I'm concerned with a stone cold killer It been seen making old folks thicker It been seen telling kids, "drink liquor" When I was a little boy it made a lot of folks bicker Mind much sicker Increase ticker Sold them liver down the river Came with a pain giver Cry me a river Who told you, "don't leave your cake on the sill?" Who told the serial killer to kill? Who killed Bill? Who told tales? Who put wind in the ferryman's sails? Who put food in the fat man's gut? Who turned your daughter into a slut? Nama-nama-nama-na, I should war you It's that black box sitting in the corner I don't own a TV Be like me its fun and easy You wont leave your lover needy Try it if you don't believe me As if you really really need someone To tell you what to tell somebody else Save your self Get that book down off the shelf She's like, "funny that you mention it My bloke don't show a girl much attention It's rare that we do it these days Spend most nights in a daze Bathed in cathode rays" I'm like, "girl that's poetry Try a night without the telly See how quick you go at it Try a week without the thing and see how sick your poet is I bet you feel a whole lot better when you're rid of it!" I did not see the six o clock news! Or that advert about those shoes! If I wanna watch football I'll go to the pub If I wanna see a strip show I'll go to the club If I wanna be lied to my face by an obnoxious fat old white dude I'll go to f**king church! You dig? I don't own a television. Try it if you don't believe me I don't own a TV I don't own a TV Be like me its fun and easy You wont leave your lover needy Try it if you don't believe me As if you really really need someone To tell you what to tell somebody else Save your self Get that book down off the shelf He got it from his ma I said, "you owe her it" He said, "I bought the bar" I said, "you lowered it" He didn't disagree He just said "you should grow a bit" And got another bottle Left the jar with dough in it "Cheers," said the barmaid Sat on the barstool Lit up a cigarette He made a pass too Sang with the jukebox Looked, like, "wow. "I know how I feel about you now" Jesus was a lovely boy But I aint seen him lately Jesus was a lovely boy But I aint seen him lately Tell me have you ever been To where the men have never seen The mellow or the melanin The white bright light thing! Jesus was a lovely boy But I aint seen him lately Tap was dripping, I said "I don't like what's in the water, Them two pound chickens got me tripping, I should cross the border I don't talk to Sun reporters" 404

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