The handshake seals the contract From the contract there's no turning back The turning point of a career In career being insincere The holiday was fun-packed The contract still intact
The grabbing hands grab all they can All for themselves-after all
It's a competetive world Everything counts in large amounts
The graph on the wall Tells the story of it all Picture it now,see just how The lies and deceit gained a little more power Confidence-taken in By a suntan and a grin
The grabbing hands grab all they can Everything counts in large amounts
We're lying by the orange sky Two million miles across the land And scattered to the highest high Expect they'll either laugh or cry No sex, no consequence, no sympathy You're good enough to heat
Two minute warning Two minutes later When time has come My days are numbered
The dawning of another year Marks time for those who understand One in four still here While you and I go hand in hand No radio, no sound, no sin, no sanctuary So welcome to your last
The sun, the solitude, the cemetery So welcome to your last
Do you ever get that feeling When the guilt begins to hurt Seeing all the children Wallowing in dirt Crying out with hunger Crying out in pain At least the dirt will wash off When it starts to rain
Soap won't wash away your shame
Do you ever get the feeling That something isn't right Seeing your brother's fists Clenched ready for the fight Soon the fighting turns to weapons And the weapons turn to wounds So the doctors stitch and stitch And stitch and stitch and stitch
Surgery won't improve your pain
It all seems so stupid It makes me want to give up But why should I give up When it all seems so stupid
Do you ever get the feeling That something can be done To eradicate these problems And make the people one Do you ever get that feeling Something like a nagging itch And all the while doctors Stitch and stitch and stitch
The landscape is changing The landscape is crying Thousands of acres of forest are dying Carbon copies from the hills above the forest line Acid streams are flowing ill across the countryside
'Cause I don't care if you're going nowhere Just take good care of the world I don't care if you're going nowhere Just take good care of the world
Now we're rearranging There's no use denying Mountains and valleys can't you hear them sighing Evolution - the solution or the certainty Can you imagine this intrusion of their privacy
Token gestures, some semblance of intelligence Can we be blamed for the security of ignorance
And do those feet in modern times Walk upon the flowers And walk upon their brothers While the heads are busy lying low Try to keep to cover...oh
Something went wrong Along the way Everybody's waiting for Judgement day So they can go Told you so
Bring me my gun of itching desire Bring me my bullets And I will fire Sight's set higher Than the tall church spire
Standing in line The blind leads the blind Waiting and waiting For an overdue sign Brothers and sisters Playing chinese whispers If things aren't suited Then they'll get diluted
There's a one more dead With a hole in his head He shouldn't have said All the things he said Many tears were shed For the blood he bled
