Zones
Dangerous Visions
Night sky and city
Keeps us in
Life signs of pity weep within
Games of reality are hard to win
The child of the Third World looks so thin
Dangerous visions, taunt me
Ancient memories, haunt me
Future decisions, confuse me
The story so far just eludes me
The man on the pavement catches your eye
You look in amazement, he's decided to die
The crowd have engagements, they're just passing by
The child of the Third World, is wondering why
Running Through The Back Brain
Running through my backbrain in the morning
I think that what I'm getting is a warning
Messages are scrambled but they're urgent Something in the cortex 'bout detergent
I think it's coming clearer
I can see it in the mirror
Heading for a relapse
Clogging up the synapse
Or is it just Cassandra yawning?
Killers in the streets are wearing striped pants
They are interfering with my laryn
My brother and my sister joined the army
They promise that they do not mean to harm me
Messages messages
Persecution Persecution
messages messages.....
Now it's growing dimmer
I can see the mirror shimmer
Sounds are getting stranger
Warning me of danger
Or can it be that I am merely tired?
There's a roaring in my ears that will not die
And signals in the sky I can't identify
My eyes are melting and my lips are moving
And the words that I am hearing are not soothing
Breathing's getting harder
There's nothing in the larder
The building's falling over
Or the Sun is going nova
Or is it my old-fashioned paranoia?
I think that it's important information
Giving me my future destination
Fragments of mysterious conversation
Lend the game a frightening complication
I know they're trying to tell me
What can they want to sell me?
The floor is undulating
My bones are soft and aching
Or have I temporarily lost my bearing?
Every little sound is charged with meaning
Percentage bandits riding out of Ealing
Stuttering, shouting, crying, and declaiming
Sentences are waxing, now they're waning
I'm nearly out of letters
From my elders and my betters
The Killer's moving faster
He tells me that he's my master
Or was he just asking me "the time please?"
The Island
Motorway City see 'Levitation'
Utopia 84
Utopia, Utopia, Utopia
Welcome to Utopia
Planet of your wildest dreams
Where everybody drives a Cadillac car
And the streets are paved with hamburgers
And the rivers run with Watney's draught Red Barrel
Utopia, where all your needs are catered for
Anticipated, calculated
All your wants are monitored,
Programmed, computer formulated
We know you will be very happy here
Nobody has complained
Yet......
Social Alliance
A social alliance, are you in distress?
Just contact me and I'll do my best
She said "I'm a person, so don't abuse me"
You know I am a doctor of the third degree
We're part of a structure
That needs no consent
You think you're the same
Now we're all different
Jeanie lives for fashion
And I live to fight
Before life was easy
Now we're creatures of the night
We're creatures of the night
Creatures of the night
Don't miss the sensation
It's never too late
If you think you're ready
There's no need to wait
Can your mind take it?
Do you really care?
Sonic Attack see 'Sonic Attack'
Dream Worker see 'Choose Your Masques'
Brainstorm see 'Doremi Fasol Latido'