Spare me the psycho babble, the mental rub-down For the third time today I put his record on I caught this ailment on the rebound I'm looking for another one Just listen to the DJ and follow the instruction Yeah, you're all so passive you drive me to destruction ‘Cause you're melting yourselves down into the cogs of mass production And you're lip reading, you're lip reading
You've gotta see the designer souls in action Flagging each disaster so you know where they've been And I may be a sucker but I don't see the attraction ‘Cause your name is mud round here if you don't come clean Now the bed-sits and graffiti squats are up for rent And the rebels here today are just tomorrows accidents And you've been walking white lines, but you're so hell bent ‘Cause you're lip reading, you're lip reading
You're not listening, it's more than you can manage Trusting the soul transmission, trusting the body language
In the distance someone plays a music hall classic And the small time pushers predicting snow again Someone tells the songwriter to quit the theatrics I expect revolution before I count to 10 So stand in line behind the Miss World failures Behind the leading voices and behind the drunken sailors Put our hands together, pray for these drowning men to save us But they're lip reading, they're lip reading
Just pick up your bible of practical achievement Step one is how to catch him and step two is how to keep him Those halfwits have to check their pulse and make sure they are breathing ‘Cause they're lip reading, they're lip reading Lip reading, they're lip readingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
