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REALITY

I remember when I started work
I wasn't very well
It was the start of mental problems
And my life was living hell

I hated going out the house
to mix with other guys
I wanted to be by mysels
So i had to tell some lies

I had to use these lies you see
To get by day to day
I felt that if I told the truth
I would meet an early grave

You may think that's dramatic
But that's the way it was
If I shopped my dad
Then I'd get knifed. I seen it done with John

John's my older brother
He'd always fight with dad
Dad always got the best of him
And that drove my brother mad

Then one day my brother left
I missed his company
That didn't stop the the fights you know
Instead of John he fought with me

I couldn't stand the hassle
The aggro and the fights
So instead I took a pile of pills
And went to bed one night

When I woke up in the morning
I was in intesive care
With tubes up every oriface
You can all imagine where

When I woke my dad was standing
Pretending that he cared
It wasn't for my benifit
It was for the rest of the ward

His tears they didn't wash with me
I'd seen it all before
I knew that it was all a show
And I was getting pretty bored

I noticed then that in the ward
The nurses really cared
I also noticed when I spoke,
For the first time, I was heard

At last I found a refuge
A shelter from life's storms
I found that in a mental ward
Was safer than my home

I really got quite settled there
I didn't want to go
So I told them about the voices
And the Germans in the soap

I really heard God speak to me
Or at least that's what I said
The doctors lapped it up like milk
And also gave me a bed

I know it's not right laughing
But to me it was Gods gift
A bed' three meals' a telly
And safe from all dad's shit
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REVOLVER

Sitting in a ward in Southampton
Trying to get some tablets from Frank
The doc at the back said "You keep coming back"
"You'll have to give yourself half a chance"

Now I'm in a locked ward in "A wing"
The anti christ is right at my back
Jesus and God are in seperate wards
They've got to keep these three well apart

Now it's time to go for my breakfast
The Pope's just soaked me through with his tea
I knocked hin out flat
God said "You shouldn't do that"
"You should have got permission from me"

Now it's time for my medication
Two gorillas holding tight onto me
They said not to fight evrything is allright
Who the fuck They kidding! not me!

Now the time has come to discharge me
THey tell me that I'm sane and I'm free
The doc at the back said "you're sure to be back"
"I'll give you two weeks out, maybe three"

Christ you know it aint easy
You know how hard it can be
If he really believes that
There's not much hope left for me

Sitting in a ward in Southhampton
Trying to get some tablets from Frank?????
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REASON

Why do certain people
Always feel the need to rule
Like armies, churches, colleges,
Or even in the schools

Right from the very day you're born
It starts from you're first breath
Until the day your life is over
'Till the minute of your death

If you're born a boy you're given blue
While girls are dressed in pink
They don't ask for your opinion
They don't even let you think

Your whole life is planned out for you
Before the age of five
Catholic school or Protestant?
To keep the bigotry alive

Even in the gym hall
Conditioning is there
The girls all dressed for netball
And the boys in football gear

Then it's time for christmas
They've got you once again
Nice dollies for the girlies
For the boys it's guns and trains

We then move on to high school
And the brainwashing is there
The lads go to the metalwork
While the girls sew teddy bears

So now it's time to leave the school
And go outside to work
The girls all get office jobs
And the guys are driving trucks

Something about this bothers me
It's a real pain in the arse
Nowhere in this conditioning
Was anybody asked?
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