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Subhumans
29:29 Split Vision
She sits there drinking: "What does the fiction represent?"
The T.V. scandal, can make her break out in a sweat
She watches it to make her feel part of something she never was, no
She sings a song that her father whistled while he worked
It helps her relax, a mild depressant keeps her down
And she weeps smiling, the radio bleeds that happy sound
The music nullifies all her fears, with words to that effect
She's happy now, she thinks that really nothing could go wrong
All this waiting all for nothing
Routine living, rooms to live in
Routine living, merely wasting away
This life she's living is an extension of our guilt
The four-walled conscience imposed by those who never felt
The pain, the tedious drudgery, boredom (relax!) -- it's lonely
And it's not right that this way of life should go on
A combination of work and rest
Keeps your head in a total mess
Just like we're all supposed to be
A part of this sick society
Where they give you a rest three weeks a year
To fill yourself with drugs and beer
The rest of the time it's time for work
The junkie turns into a jerk
Well! Think for yourself!
The government don't really give a toss
Unemployment isn't such a loss
Keep the dole proles on the poverty line
Or stick 'em in the army to kill the time
The majority of people are treated like shit
Only the minority realize it
Conformist doctrine, ethical lies
Have you ever seen anyone slowly die?
So much crap you can reject
By giving yourself some self-respect
Don't believe what you're told is true
Find out for yourself cos there's only you
Take to pieces your inbred thoughts
Examine the morals you've been taught
Don't believe it, it's all a con
Everything you think is wrong!
Yes, Wrong!
I said it's wrong!
Don't believe it! Don't believe it!
Don't believe it! Don't believe it!
Don't believe it! Don't believe it!
Don't believe it! Don't believe it!
Don't take my word for it
Sick of all these dumb solutions, why not tell me something new?
I've been hearing so much bullshit, impossible to tell the truth -- Safe behind their walls of silence
How can they preach all their morals when they're worse than we'll ever be?
We're useless threat to their walls of silence, but no solution to convince me
You can scream (scream) -- shout (shout) -- fight the system
But it won't fight back...
Safe behind their walls of silence
Safe behind their walls of silence
The system stinks and we all know it but the mass protesters get nowhere
A wall of arms against a wall of silence, they just pretend that we're not there -- Safe behind their walls of silence
And there's nothing we can do about it, fighting each other all day long
Divide ourselves by petty ritual then we wonder what went wrong
You can scream (scream) -- shout (shout) -- fight the system
But it won't fight back...
Safe behind their walls of silence
Safe behind their walls of silence
Safe behind their walls of silence -- Scream. Shout. Fight the system. Scream. Shout. Fight the system
Safe behind their walls of silence -- Scream. Shout. Fight the system. Scream. Shout. Fight the system
Safe behind their walls of silence -- Scream. Shout. Fight the system. Scream. Shout. Fight the system
Safe behind their walls of silence -- Scream. Shout. Fight the system. Scream. Shout. Fight the system
Here comes the hero
At temperature zero
Warming his hands on the crowd
He says: "Now that I've changed I'm exactly the same."
But nobody hears cos the cheering's too loud
Hypocrisy on a massive scale
Hero/Cult/Revolutionary
It's all a show but now we know
All they want is your money
Hero lost his conscience, yes
But now he's getting serious
"Forget the system, let's have fun"
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
The heroes are forgotten now
Floundered on their reputation
The old elite came off the street
And wound up as an institution
Hero lost his conscience, yes
But now he's getting serious
"Forget the system, let's have fun"
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
The next generation won't produce
The heroes and the fashion freaks
There's nothing new in what we do
Just commitment and beliefs
Hero lost his conscience, yes
But now he's getting serious
"Forget the system, let's have fun"
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! take the money and run!
Hero! took the money and run!
Dehumanization
They take away your name
Civilization
It's the dead man game
We all like living this modern life
Television, radio, disco fights
Get a steady job, you were born to work
I can't be bothered I'm too much of a jerk
Dehumanization
As you're living on the dole
Be working class hero
Because you've got a job
(I've got a job, I've got a job)
We all like working for an upper class runt
If you're feeling downtrodden you can join the front
National heritage to keep you in line
Abuse your intelligence, mess up your mind
Dehumanization
Personality fix
Conformed to the eyeballs
With state politics, state politics, state politics, state politics
And they tell you you're brilliant to keep you quiet
"Only the idiots know how to riot"
Make sure it's not safe to walk the streets
You wanna stay alive you better join the police
Dehumanization
No we ain't got a name
But we still got emotions
Now the city's in flames
Now the city's in flames!
Ignorance & innocence go together
Peace & harmony, flowers & trees
Your peace of mind only comes in pints
There are other worlds apart from these
A world where war & poverty
Exist as a reality
Back in the public factory
So clichéd and disorderly
They wash down fears with crocodile beers
False illusion and big man jeers:
"Well I didn't know about afghanistan
Cos I'm a homeloving working man
And I'd know I'd resist if I had to fight
I know I'd resist -- exist -- resist -- with a fist" -- With a fist
Violence, no! that is no answer
Two wrongs don't make a right
But a thousand wrongs make the human race
Conditioned so they fight
Hence the reason, hence the shouting
From the start it seemed so real
Anti-war and bombs and fighting
Telling someone what we feel
A world of strength and clarity
The alternative reality
But creating a new lifestyle could never come to much
Everyone had the ideas but no-one had the guts
Then they dropped their goddamn bomb
Just like we'd predicted
Just like we wrote the songs about
Just like the words we'd stand and shout
We don't know half of anything real
We don't know half of anything real
We don't know half of anything real -- We don't even know...
We don't know half of anything real -- ...how we should feel
We don't know half of anything real -- We don't even know...
We don't know half of anything real -- ...how we should feel
We don't know half of anything real -- We don't even know...
We don't know half of anything real -- ...how we should feel
When questioned or cornered we back off and squeal
So where is this solution?
This evasive dream conclusion?
Where's the end to this pollution?
Or is peace just an illusion?
After all we're only human
We're only human
("We're only human" is our excuse to say
We're not in control ver our actions
Preferring to blame some "natural process"
For our own self-indulgence in personal gain.)
You can point your finger and redirect the blame
But just as you're blaming someone else they doing just the same
So think before you drink your life away
Think about what you may have to say
React! Convincingly
To that with which you disagree
In the lounge of class distinction
Rank and number neatly sprawled
In the luxury of income
Sat the new boy feeling cold
Sat there thinking, "Where's the toilet?"
Dropped his cigarettes and coughed
Waiting for a chance to pick them up
That's when the lights went off
Sat there thinking it was funny
Fears subsiding with the lighting
"Turned the lights on", someone shouted
Found himself alone and smiling
Shattered by his own deception
He looked round for helpful clues
Men in suits and glaring glasses
Calmly watched him look confused
Carpet silence stifled whispers
When did something mean so much?
Just the emptiness of silence
Just the feelings, not the touch
Nervous words of introduction
To the instant silent stares
Felt as if he wasn't wanted
And finally he wasn't there
Then he wished that he was back
To somehow make the silence crack
Concluded, like we all have done
Some people make you feel no-one
Can you hear the sound of people laughing cos they think they know it all?
Where they've been and where they're going as if they themselves had written on the wall
The assuredness that power and money give them, their fate decided by their parents' cash
The crank that gives them temporary laughter, saying "Time flies but aeroplanes crash."
Time flies, aeroplanes crash
Time flies, aeroplanes crash
Time flies, aeroplanes crash
They can laugh off anything they can't relate to until the day before the day they die
When suddenly they long for past existence and claim the right to forever keep alive
But all things in the present are outdated
And everything must someday fade away
Our actions are all transient and fated
Tomorrow isn't just another day
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow is not just another day
Can you hear the sound of people crying
Cos once they thought they knew it all?
And now their self-assurances is dying
As time erodes the writing on the wall
Don't take everything for granted
Exist as if the moment was your last
Don't wait complacently for your future
Don't live in memories of things gone past
Live in awareness of the fact you're alive
Enjoy it while you got it as the time goes by
Time flies, aeroplanes crash
Subhumans.
Dick -- voice & words.
Bruce -- guitar & bass on Time Flies.
Grant -- bass & guitar on Time Flies.
Trotsky -- drums.
Recorded at Southern Studios 14-17 December 85.
Mixed 14-16 Febuary 86 & 5-6 July 86.
Engineered by John Loder & Julie-Anne Johan.
Produced by Subhumans.
Photos by Kev Tydeman & Havie.