Album: Germ Free Adolescents (1978)
1977 & we´re going mad
It is 1977 & we have seen too many ads
1977 & we are going to show them all
That apathy´s a drag
My mind is like a plastic bag
That corresponds to all those ads
It sucks up all the rubbish
That´s fed in through by ear
I eat Kleenex for breakfast
And use soft hygienic Weetabix
To dry my tears
My mind is like a switchboard
With crossed & tangled lines
Contented with confusion
That´s plugged into my head
I do not know what´s going on
It is the operator´s job, not mine
I said
My dreams I daren´t remember
Or tell you what I have seen
I have dreamt that I was Hitler
The ruler of the sea
The ruler of the universe
The ruler of the supermarket
And even fatalistic me
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