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I will strip away all my associations
I will only mean the things I choose to say
I will hear no dissent, hear no negotiations
No bleats of fear to calm my thoughts astray
No paradoxes, puzzles or reflections
The things of time shall cease to concern us
I'll be a single falling star into a lake so still
That the ripples will be perfect on the surface

This little England
It's dingy and it's mean
I've flirted with her mewling gods and petty jealousies
Her edited-reader rebels with their simulated causes
Weak-chinned snarls and red guitars, I disregard them all

When they pin me to the wall, I'll say
I'm with America

You're howling, abyss-eyed and broken.
You're perverted, ungracefully drunk.
But there's nobody left in the West these days
Wronged enough to be a punk.

Doomed youth, you're so beautiful.
You never learn to be suspicious of the stones
That look too precious to be true,

It s been a marvellous party, marvellous guests
Discussing the decline of the decadent West
The nibbles and wine we are disarmed and impressed
By the charming men in uniform

It s been a wonderful evening we ve exchanged our views
How the Zionists doesn t mean the Jews
And the single step, did we feel confused

There's grit in her eyes and her teeth
There's acid in the joints of her limbs
The dawn is shivering grey, coughing to spit
The city sings its orders and its hymns

Each disease has set up home and settled in
There's order to her chaos and her decay
When she laughs, she laughs like the devil

I lost my teeth on the edge of a glass
It is fun while it lasts, and it lasts and it lasts
I am drunk on style and inherited class
I am queen at the bar I am kept for the farce
And the water laps at the harbour side
And these salon walls are petrified
And we’re drunk on style and inherited class
And the salon walls were built to last

Hey girls, let’s see if we can bring out the rapists in the new men
Hey girls, it’s the comfort of the only halfway human
The power bought for the clawing self in the serpent's subtle deals
It may be fleeting but my God the way it feels

And I love you, whoever you are
Yeh, I love you
And I love you, whoever you are

i am koresh, i am shiva
i am buddha, i’ll make you a believer
i am jesus, i am mohammed
i am he that is called by "Amen"

I'm Lord, i'm Savior,
There ain't no other sense
To my erratic behavior

In a compact on the edge of town
Security to keep the outside out
You and your friends discussing how
It seems rebellious to vote Conservative now
Your mind’s so sharp and your eyes so bright
You shine in love, you are born anointed
You mean so well, and you’ll hurt so bad
When you come to be disappointed

But for the cum in your hair,
The cocaine on your teeth
You'd be just like the girls
That I kissed on the heath
Your mother left and you're all alone
And the world is at your feet
You smell like ash, mildew and hash
Can barely even speak

There’s no money
There’s barely any love
But I see you
And you’re not alone

There’s vultures in this wasteland
Watching as you crawl
And they’ll collect you

This is what we want, we want to be made
You're manufacture for our decade
Saying worldly and clever and honest we are
We'll prove it with reference to our last seminar

We dance and we sing
Of a love we're not in
And the boys and the times

I breached the borders of your home
And everything looked as it should have done
Candle flame flickers and books unread
Round the crystal kept on an unmade bed
Flowers cut to shrivel and die
Like romance does and we both know why
With an artful flutter as if on cue
A gentle breeze brings the scent of you

The flame in your eyes could burn the world if it were to escape
And the love in your heart is the kind of love they write epic verse about
And darling you know
You know that you're better than this
Darling you know, that we are better than this
But we are ash and we are books, coffee-stained and overlooked
We are ornamental swords forged for the peace after the war
And the world has no need of the songs that we sang

Let's go to town and switch the magazines
Drink milkshakes until we're sick
Oh oh, it'll be so funny
Oh oh, it'll be so funny
Drop ace drum and bass feat. Hitler and Chairman Mao
If we don't do it now then someone else will
Oh oh, it'll be so funny
Oh oh, it's the power not the money

The country I was born in it has honeysuckle air
The scented breeze caresses girls with haybell-yellow hair
The satisfied and misty-eyed make sport and merry there
I will meet you at the border in the morning
The land I left is full of love and radiant in spring
The songs are sweet and sollemn there and everyone can sing
I could have bought you roses, could have bought you anything
I will meet you at the border in the morning

Buy all the papers,
Sell them on ebay;
Your dissertation is due in two days.
Read the tributes on the 'net,
Move on, try to forget,
Find out what a french man says,
Cut the words into your chest,
Bleed for days,

We've been watching, we've been watching your success
And you look charming, you look charming in that dress
You're back in sunlight
You'll make some dead men proud
But we've been lying, we've been lying when we smile
And we've been smiling
We've been smiling all the while
To see you sit with Angels

Oh Patty, drive the car
Drive the car into the city
We run guns to the savages
You’ve seen in magazines
It’s the summers without love
It’s the grind of the seventies
It’s the sickness of America
Where nobody is clean