The Narcissus Pool - Alien Nation | Текст песни

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• The Narcissus Pool
• Alien Nation

(There are times when the dickheads really get to me.
Then I wake up to it all , and everything is right with the world)
I'm was sorry (though god knows why)
Crawled under a rock but didn't die
A fair ground ride, with no thrills and spills,
A tired ghost train, with no chills
I'm not sorry, I'm so contented
The same old model, but re-invented
Post my spite, in the boldest type,
Yesterday's man with a go-faster hype.
And I'm back. In your face
Wrong time. Wrong taste.
Not cut up. Cutting down
What goes round comes around
Can't undo. Can't amend
Here to stay. Here's where it ends.
I spell it out, in silver, black and white
Where's the crime, in simply being right?
Dead end kids brought to their knees
Minds infected with their own disease
I'm not sorry, I'm so contented
The same old model, but re-invented
Post my spite, in the boldest type,
Yesterday's man with a go-faster hype.
And I'm back. In your face
Wrong time. Wrong taste.
Not cut up. Cutting down
What goes round comes around
Can't undo. Can't amend
Here to stay. Here's where it ends.