 Back To The Tears
Lovers 7" |
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Back To The Tears
Lovers 7" |
Lovers She shivers in the rain it's the capital connecting with her veins Stepping under statues and on trains till we are under covers She giggles like a child with no sign of all the tension in her life It's winter on her t-shirt and in her eyes that there is no other Cos we are the lovers, we are the lovers We're different colours but we stand up as one We are the lovers, we are the lovers Two different colours but we stand up as one All the silly things we do just remind me of the flippancy of youth Kissing under statues, throwing food and getting into trouble She shivers in the cold it's the capital connecting with her bones Jumping into taxis here we go, yes there is no other Cos we are the lovers, we are the lovers We're different colours but we stand up as one We are the lovers, we are the lovers Two different colours but we stand up as one Cos we are the lovers, we are the lovers We're different colours but we stand up as one We are the lovers, we are the lovers Two different colours but we stand up as one (La la la, la la La la la, la la La la la, la la la La la la La la la, la la La la la, la la La la la, la la la La la la) Stop! Because You're Worthless We live in a climate of greed We live under the clouds of envy We live in the shadow of the pricing gun All around us actors and models order us to buy this and live like that They remind us that if we don't possess more our lives are empty That we are basically worthless beyond the value of the numbers in our bank accounts That we are here just to accumulate That the purpose of our very existence is to consume Possess and consume, possess and consume, possess and consume The silent, hypnotic corporate mantra That is the soundtrack to our frustrated and obsessive lives We live in a climate of greed We live under the clouds of envy Our lives are governed by jealousy, ruled by anxiety Always wanting more, never being satisfied If we could just own that bathroom our lives would be perfect If I just had that car everything would be ok If we could just possess that dress the numbing, gnawing emptiness That reminds us of the utter pointlessness of life would go away A life sentence of consumer addictions, shackled to the ruthless, irresponsible whims of advertising executives Dragged along in their relentless personal slipstream Their desire for us to own more and yet more shit Piling up mountains of possessions, fields of crap (We live in a climate of greed We live under the clouds of envy We live in the shadow of the pricing gun All around us actors and models order us to buy this and live like that They remind us that if we don't possess more our lives are empty That we are basically worthless beyond the value of the numbers in our bank accounts That we are here just to accumulate That the purpose of our very existence is to consume Possess and consume, possess and consume, possess and consume The silent, hypnotic corporate mantra That is the soundtrack to our frustrated and obsessive lives We live in a climate of greed We live under the clouds of envy Our lives are governed by jealousy, ruled by anxiety Always wanting more, never being satisfied If we could just own that bathroom our lives would be perfect If I just had that car everything would be ok If we could just possess that dress the numbing, gnawing emptiness That reminds us of the utter pointlessness of life would go away We live in a climate of greed We live under the clouds of envy We live in the shadow of the pricing gun All around us actors and models order us to buy this and live like that They remind us that if we don't possess more our lives are empty That we are basically worthless beyond the value of the numbers in our bank accounts That we are here just to accumulate That the purpose of our very existence is to consume Possess and consume, possess and consume, possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume) (We live in a climate of greed We live under the clouds of envy We live in the shadow of the pricing gun All around us actors and models order us to buy this and live like that They remind us that if we don't possess more our lives are empty That we are basically worthless beyond the value of the numbers in our bank accounts That we are here just to accumulate That the purpose of our very existence is to consume Possess and consume, possess and consume, possess and consume The silent, hypnotic corporate mantra That is the soundtrack to our frustrated and obsessive lives We live in a climate of greed We live under the clouds of envy Our lives are governed by jealousy, ruled by anxiety Always wanting more, never being satisfied If we could just own that bathroom our lives would be perfect If I just had that car everything would be ok If we could just possess that dress the numbing, gnawing emptiness That reminds us of the utter pointlessness of life would go) Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume Possess and consume
