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Culture Shock
Go Wild
GO WILD?
Is not an exhortation
To violent contemplation
Is not an exclamation
To boost your fascination
With beer & devastation -
It's more EXHILIRATION:
Re-assess your situation
If it needs some alteration
Don't be prone to hesitation
That's just mental suffocation
Let your self-determination
Over-ride indoctrination
Free your mind from your frustration
And
GO WILD!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
And they put punks on postcards
Sell 'em to the tourists
Oh! Don't they love the english
So eccentric!
And they put cops on duty
Smiling for the cameras
"They're wearing funny hats" Ah!
Oh! It's so terrific!
They put the queen on stamps
And T.V. every christmas
Look at all the waving flags
Oh! It's so Historic!
Mother's on the phone
Says she's coming home
Someone threw a stone through her cadillac window
Mother's on the phone
Says she's coming home
Someone threw a stone through her cadillac window
Mother's on the phone
Says she's coming home
Cos someone threw a stone through her cadillac window
They put punks in jail & the cops on overtime
Keeping the dirt right under the carpet
Guarding the story that we're all eccentric
Cos tourists in the sun is money in the pocket
It's quaint & it's cute, but it's false, it's plastic
The Union Jackboot is so patriotic
They'll put your name on files - files, files, files
Taps on your telephone
Your picture on postcard
If you really need the cash
They'll make you the epitome
Of what the tourists love to see
Packaged non-conformity, Ah!
Nothing more than trash - trash
Trash - trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
Nothing more than trash
Go Wild (my son)
Pinning pictures on the walls
Running when the postman calls
Eating all the chemicals to keep you under
Watch the adverts form your views
Get your wages, join the queues
See the people just like you, it makes you wonder
Is your mind a prison?
Is this how you exist?
Afraid to make decisions
Afraid to take the risk
Well, something must be missing and you now know what it is
Everything's so easy but it's oh! so boring
Tearing pictures off the walls
Watching all the heroes fall
Spraying New Age slogans on the walls & ceiling
Turning off the T.V. screen
From the nightmare to the dream
No more shrugs instead of screams... Know the feeling?
When they laugh at your conviction
When they say you're full of fiction
Point out all the contradictions they live under
When they say you need precision
Standards morals definitions
Say you just escaped from prison & watch them wonder!
Get out of your prison
It's only in your mind
All the things you're given
Are there to make you blind
Rules are to be broken & walls are to be climbed
So throw your values & leave them all behind!
Go wild, my son, go wild! Yeah!
Me & you & we, messed up
Inside our heads it's a wounderful mess
What we really think is anyone's guess
That's why we say "No" when we really mean "Yes'
Keeping our egos one step ahead
And you can't trust anyone really
Cos they don't know how you're feeling
Put the walls up to the ceiling
So the world can't hear you breathing
Me & you & we, messed up
Watching the rest of the world stay back
Faces distorting the fiction to facts
Making the first move is mental attack
So we sit & have a nightmares - nightmares
As we relax
And you can't do anything really
Cos they watch you while you're dreaming
That's why we're scared of sleeping
Cos the world can hear you screaming
Messed, messed, messed, messed
Messed, messed, messed, messed
Me & you & we, messed up by
Social security
Split parent family
Playground violence
Immature male volence
Bully boy heroics
Jokes about spastics
Couldn't play fooball, couldn't play fooball, can't play fooball... didn't have sex
Funny face out of place
Nervous wrecks
Nervous wrecks
Nervous, nervous, ne-ne-Nervous
Nervous wreck
Me & you & we, all messed up
That's all of us & our social wars
Staring & twitching across the floor
When our eyes met it scared me to death
Until one of us smiles we'll all stay depressed
But then we'll all go on forever!
Because we're all messed up, together!
And there's no-one worse or better - no-one
Not then, not now, not never - never
Not then & not now & not never, ever
You - you
And me - and me
And we - and we - all messed up
You & me - you & me
Me & him - me & him
Him & her - him & her
Her & you, messed up - messed up - up - up
I & I, U & U, all of us - all of us
All of them, everyone you ever knew - all of us
Messed up! Messed up! Up, messed up! Up, up
And me & you we keep on smiling!
They're digging a hole for the people
So they can all live in it
And when I die I want my own room to die in
These smart men in trousers
The road they've built tears up the houses
Tears up the history
Builds up the misery
Tears up the countryside
Replacing the memory
With government policy
There's a highrise in suicide
Less people unemployed
Oh! How the people cried... But they gave me a room to live in
I question the way your eyebrows rise
Ceiling blocking out the skies
Walls so neat around my bed
Six foot square & room to breed
Deeper down I hate to feed
Upon the now subconscious need
For more room to die in if you please
Outside the road is clean & wet
A jogger tires & gets run down
Overworked & underfed
Running away from it all uptown
The lights that burn electric bills
The heads in ovens swallowing pills
Just another "social ill"
They're digging a grave for the people
So they can all live in it
Up in the piles of six foot rooms
It's easier to ignore the gloom
With the T.V. leisure treasure
Pleasure comes in waves you cannot measure
In one ear & out the other
In one eye & there forever
Like the drinking, like the weather
Like the room they gave your mother
Like the cops & British Telecom
There to be relied upon... forever & ever & ever
Independent in your room
Like the people above & below
Banging the floor with the end of a broom
Lets them know you're so-and-so
Who's got his peace & won't let go
They said you could move but you said "No!"
You said "No!"
Afraid that the next step would be down
To the housing developements out of town
Where they say the walls are so bloody thin
You can hear Mr. So-And-So breaking down
You... just... can't win
They're digging a grave for the people
So they can live in it
They're housing the people in coffins
Into which they can barely fit
And to keep the illusion of comfort
The streets are always well-lit
So the tourists can stand & take photos
While you're inside with no room to sit
They're digging a grave for the people - Wo! Oh! Oh! Oh!
They're digging a grave for the people - Wo! Oh! Oh! Oh!
They're digging a grave for the people - Wo! Oh! Oh! Oh!
They're digging a grave for you
Ten percent discount in the store
Persuades you to buy what you can't afford
What you'd never have thought of buying before
You call it treat but the man next door
Is one point ahead in the status war
And it's ten percent off so you buy one more
Ten percent off! Freedom of choice!
Ten percent off! Ends in three day!
Ten percent off! So buy while you can!
Ten percent off! Variety pays!
Holidays cancelled to get to the sale
It's the last three days and the old one might fail
It didn't look too good when it came in the mail
So like a dog in a frenzy you chase your own tail
You're on the right track but your brain gets derailed
And the taste of success can quickly turn stale
Ten percent off! Freedom of choice! - Freedom of choice!
Ten percent off! Ends in three day! - Ends in three day!
Ten percent off! So buy while you can! - So buy while you can!
Ten percent off! Variety pays! - Variety pays!
Ten percent off! That's what it says
If you can't afford it ask for a raise
It's all an investment of course, not a waste
Make your mouth water, your eyes double glazed
Freedom becomes an asset to steal
With the "ten percent off" tag beginning to peel
Changing its owners with each shady deal
Cos the price of real freedom is really unreal
The real stuff is guaranteed comes with a seal
Yeah! Mate I got some! But it's not for sale
No it's not for sale!
No it's not for sale!
No it's not for sale!
It's not for sale!
Drinking down & drinking up
Drinking down & drinking up
Drink up, drugged up, fill it up, throw it up
Uptight wound up, wrong or right, messed up
Drinking in circles makes your head spin 'round
Let's crawl out of the hole in the ground
Up to the top of the hill & fall over
Came out of nowhere & going straight back there
Smile on your face as you say that you don't care
One step behind so I push you all over
Push you all over
Push you all over
Will you save me when I'm falling?
Will you hear me when I'm calling?
No! no! no! no! no! no!
Feeling down... thinking up!
Can you make your mind up?
Go to sleep or stay up?
Stay young or grow up?
Start again or wind it up?
Thinking in circles makes your head spin 'round
Let's rise up from the hole in the ground
Up to the top of the hill & stay there
Throwing the gloom right over your shoulder
As you get older they're calling your number
The less you remember the longer you stay there
Longer you stay there, the longer you stay there, there, there, there
You went to the top of the hill with your leader
Then followed him down when you couldn't stayed there
Pushed in the back & falling straight back there
Stuck at the bottom saying you don't care
So let's rise up from the hole in the
Let's rise up from the hole in the
Let's rise up from the hole in the ground
Together! Let's rise up!
Culture Shock.
Dick -- vocals & words.
Nige -- guitars.
Paul -- bass.
Bill -- drums.
Recorded & mixed at Southern Studio 22-24 September 86.
Engineered by Mell Jefferson.