Some people might say my life is in a rut
I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more
I'm so happy I can't see the point
Something's happening here today
A show of strength with your boys brigade
And I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money, of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes
And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got
I'm going underground
We'll let the brass bands play and feet start to pound
I'm going underground
We'll let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow.
Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me I've had enough already on my plate
Some people might need some tension to relax
Me, I'm too busy dodging the flak
What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines, replaced by rockets and guns
And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got
I'm going undergroud...
We talk and we talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news & my body froze
The braying sheep on the TV screen, makes this boy shout
Makes this boy scream
Going underground...
Marcellino, Casanova, little angel from Laslow street
Cinderella, she's a crossover, she got no father in history
Got no good life, got no love life
Got no future, got no hopes and dreams in a cruel world,
In a cool world,
You're a number, you're a mystery.
Who are the mystery, mystery kids, the mystery kids?
Who are the mystery kids?
Little Jimmy, hit and run boy,
You can trust him, he'll take the strain
I remember when he said to me,
There's a war going through my brain
And everyone still talks about the time,
Sweet Mary drank all that wine,
And I just cannot believe what I see
They're so strange they're a mystery
Who are the mystery, mystery kids, the mystery kids ?
Who are the mystery, mystery kids, the mystery kids ?
And I say fareewell as the lights go out
In the dark stairwell, can't take anymore.
Fear on the street, panic in the alley
You mustn't walk alone tonight
Blood on the wall like a river cuts a valley
The victim is an awful sight
There's a killer on the loose, knows just what he's doing
He's built around a heart of fire
Killer on the loose; lurking in the shadows
Nobody knows exactly how he looks,
But his picture's stamped on everyone's mind
You never see his face, attacks from the back
You better watch out behind.
There's a killer on the loose, knows just what he's doing
He's built around a heart of fire
Somebody screams that there's a killer on the loose.
I'm gonna break out of the city
Leave the people here behind
Searching for adventure it's the kind of life to find.
Tired of doing day jobs
With no thanks for what I do
I know I must be someone
Now I'm gonna find out who.
Why don't you ask them what they expect from you?
Why don't you tell them what you're gonna do.
Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do.
I don't need no politicians
To tell me things I shouldn't be
Neither no optician
Tell me what I oughta see.
No-one tells you nothing, even when you know they know
They tell you what you should be
They don't like to see you grow.
Why don't you ask them what they expect from you?
Why don't you tell them what you're gonna do.
Do anything you wanna do
You get so lonely, maybe it's better that way
It's not you only, 'cause you got something to say.
I shall be rescued someday
So many empty days
And nobody told me
Need to be rescued today
It's been a thinking day
And I haven't done badly
Haven't done badly
How slow some days can go
Think I've been dreaming of some people I don't even know.
Someday I'm sure to see the sun
And when my time has come
I'll think of you always
I see your face through the tears
I'm gonna try for you
But nobody told me
Nobody told me how slow some days can go
Think I've been dreaming of some people I don't even know.
Baby there are pretty young boys,
With shiny new toys, that make the most noise
The way you look you can easily afford to slam the door on any given nightstore
In a world where they put you on trial,
Flick your hair, flash your smile
Get what you want, don't want what you got,
But maybe be a little bit shy
You got me right through the heart
You got me right through the heart
You got me right through the heart
But you get it, right slap bang through the middle of your heart
Some time when you're feeling alone,
Won't you call me at home, or answer your 'phone
When you're free you can come and see me,
Any time you feel the need,
Or want to watch me bleed
In a world where they put you on trial,
Flick your hair, flash your smile
Get what you want, don't want what you got,
But maybe be a little bit shy.
Sheepdog standing in the rain
Bullfrog doing it again
Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles
What makes you think you're something special when you smile?
Childlike no-one understands
Jack-knife, in your sweaty hands
Some kind of innocence is measured out in years
You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears
You can talk to me, you can talk to me
If you're lonely you can talk to me
Big man, walking in the park
Wigwam frightened of the dark
Some kind of loneliness is measured out in you
You think you know it, but you haven't got a clue
You can talk to me...