She's got no-one in the world No, she's got no-one in the world Hunched in a doorway as the last stragglers go home Peels off some gaffa to repair the oilskin holes And the red-haired hippy walking past has only got a cig Then heads off to the bus stop and gets out of town real quick "You abandoned me"
And he wonders how they make it so easy For him to just leave her behind on the streets But somewhere on his way home he's thinking "music" and "lyrics" While she's tied to the lamp post - she's got no-one in the world
And now ... with a bungee ... she ties herself to the post Of all the things she's scared of, falling over scares her most And the rain so persistent and the cold in every joint She keeps her head up, that's important, that's her dignity And that's the point
And he wonders how they make it so easy For him to just leave her behind on the streets But somewhere on his way home he's thinking "music" and "lyrics" While she's tied to the lamp post
[Part Two - The Hardest Shoulder]
And out on the ice-dark highway, three miles from the freezing square A car breaks down on the hard shoulder, but it just can't happen there Blue lights and breakdown trucks, flashing signs and traffic news There'll be "trouble" on your way home tonight (If your home is not your shoes) Tied up to the lamp post with nothing left to lose
So what shall we call an emergency? we can solve any problems on the road! We can send in fleets of support vehicles and bring stranded motorists in from the cold Blue lights and breakdown trucks all available around the clock But break down, no cash, in a doorway = You'll be sleeping in a box Tied up to the lamp post, plastic bags for socks We abandoned her, she don't live nowhere no more
Blue lights and breakdown trucks all available around the clock But break down, no cash, in a doorway, you're gonna Sleep in a freaking box!
[Part Three - Origins Movie]
There was a time when she was "valued" - that's what they said on her report They kept her in perdour to be useful They smiled at her but didn't give a thought... To "what she said" so when they moved her sideways They never noticed she was gone Then HR crossed out her position - they all assumed that she'd moved on To "different career choices", but for all we cared She's tied up to a lamp post, and no-one even knows she's there
We leave a hundred million like her behind every day And on our teabreaks and on our lunch hours she wiles the time away Some give her money, some give her cigs, some give her time of day "Don't want to give her drug money so just to be sure let's just leave her Tied up to the lamp post, no-one even knows she's there"
And he wonders how they make it so easy For him to just leave her behind on the streets But somewhere on his way home he's thinking "music" and "lyrics" While she's tied to the lamp post - she's got no-one in the world "You abandoned me"
[Part Four - The City Slumbers]
[Instrumentals/Solos]
[Part Five - The Avatars of Our Accounts]
And out on the outskirts, suburbs twinkle in the night The deep thrum of The Internet, everywhere, but out of sight We wave our tear-stained emojis when poverty's on our thread Then lock the houses, switch off the lights And thank God for our bed
And out on horizons we don't see A switch gets flicked, a flag comes up A spreadsheet puts us on the streets
Living lives as avatars, accounts that bear our names Are called up from The Aether, show our positions in The Game And blue lights and breakdown trucks, they only come if you've got "the score" Without them we'd be sleeping on the floor And we'll have nothing in The World
[Part Six - Halflifecycle]
[Part Seven - Lovely Sunny Bournemouth]
In lovely sunny Bournemouth, where money loves to play They'll buy you a one-way ticket to take your problems away They put iron bars on benches to stop you laying down And play you "Crazy Frog" all night to stop you hanging round And we'll have nothing in The World
[Part Eight - His Way Home (Part Two)]
And he wonders how they make it so easy For him to just leave her behind on the streets But somewhere on his way home he's thinking "music" and "lyrics" While she's tied to the lamp postTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
