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Hello, hello, hello (ha, ha, ha)
You never listen to a word that I said
You only seen me
For the clothes that I wear
Or did the interest go so much deeper
It must have been
The colour of my hair
The Public Image
What you wanted was never made clear
Behind the image was ignorance and fear
You hide behind this public machine
Still follow same old scheme
Public Image
Two sides to every story
Somebody had to stop me
I'm not the same as when I began
I will not be treated as property
Public Image
Two sides to every story
Somebody had to stop me
I'm not the same as when I began
It’s not a game of monopoly
Public image
Public image
You got what you wanted
The public image belongs to me
It's my entrance
My own creation
My grand finale
My goodbye
Public image
Goodbye
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Seeing in your eyes
Words can never say the way
Told me in your eyes
Final in a fade
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Never really know
Never realize
Silence in your eyes
Silence in your eyes
Never really know
Til its gone away
Never realize
The silence in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Seen it in your eyes
Never no more hope away
Final in a fade
Watch her slowly die
Saw it in her eyes
Choking on a bed
Flowers rotting dead
seen it in her eyes
Ending in a day
Silence was a way
Seeing in yoru eyes
Seeing in your eyes
Seeing in your eyes
I'm seeing through my eyes
Words cannot express
Words cannot express
Words cannot exp......
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You make me feel ashamed
At acting attitudes
Remember ridicule
It should be clear by now, clear by now
Your words are useless
Full of excuses
False confidence
Someone has used you well, used you well
I could be wrong
It could be hate
As far as I can see
Clinging desperately
Imagining, pretending
No personality
Dragging on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
I think you're slightly late, slightly late
This person's had enough
Of useless memories
Always remember
Twisted amenities
Could be wrong
This person's had enough
Of useless memories
Always remember
Twisted amenities
Out of order, out of order
It could be worse
You're losing all the time
I let you stay too long
I could be wrong
Could be worse
You're losing all the time
I let you stay too long
I could be wrong, could be wrong
Whatever past
Could never last
All in your mind
Where it all began
You're doing wrong
It's not the movies
And you're old
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A face is raining across the border
The pride of history, the same as murder
Is this living?
He's been careering
The steady hand as planned behind the reasoning
No claim for property, both sides of the river
There is bacteria
Is this living?
He's been careering
Trigger machinery, mangle the military
No one should be there
Is this living?
Blown into breeze, scatter concrete
The jagged metal bad life
Manufactured
He's been careering
Is this living?
A face is raining across the border
The pride of history, the same as murder
Is this living?
Careering
There must be meaning behind the moaning
Spreading tales like coffin nails
Is this living?
He's been careering
It's raining, I need to hide
Trigger machinery
I've been careering
Across the border
Is this living?
Both sides of the river
There is bacteria
Armoured machinery, mangled
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Now in the summer
I could be happy or in distress
Depending on the company
On the veranda
Talk of the future or reminisce
Behind the dialogue
We're in a mess
Whatever I intended
I sent you flowers
You wanted chocolates instead
The flowers of romance
The flowers of romance
I've got binoculars
On top of Box Hill
I could be Nero
Fly the eagle
Start all over again
I can't depend on these so-called friends
It's a pity you need to defend
I'll take the furniture
Start all over again
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This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
Happy to have, not to have not
Big business is very wise
I'm crossing over into
E-enter-prize
Love song
Love song
Love song
Love song
I'm going over to the other side
I'm happy to have not to have not
Big business is very wise
I'm inside free enterprise
I'm adaptable
I'm adaptable
I'm adaptable and I like my new role
I'm getting better and better
And I have a new goal
I'm changing my ways where money applies
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
This is not a love song
Now are you ready to grab the candle
That tunnel vision - not television
Behind the curtain - out of the cupboard
You take the first train - into the big world
Now will I find you - now will you be there
Not a love song (echo)
Not a love song
Not a love song ...
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could be wrong
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be wrong
I could be right
I could be black
I could be white
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be white
I could be black
Your time has come
Your second skin
The cost so high
The gain so low
Walk through the valley
The written word is a lie
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
I could be wrong
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be right
II could be wrong
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be right
could be black
I could be white
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be black
I could be white
They put a hot wire to my head
Cos of the things I did and said
They made these feelings go away
Model citizen in every way
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
I could be wrong
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be right
I could be black
I could be white
I could be right
I could be wrong
I could be black
I could be white
Your time has come your second skin
Cost so high the gain so low
Walk through the valley
The written word is a lie
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
I could be wrong
I could be right
I could be wrong
They put a hot wire to my head
Cos of the things I did and said
They made these feelings go away
A model citizen in every way
Your time has come your second skin
Cost so high the gain so low
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
May the road rise with you
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy
Anger is an energy (repeat)
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Better days will never be
Better days will never be
Better days will never be
Now
What does this mean
It means
We get the best scene
When politics talk
The ends of power meet
Nice to be wanted
Safe and protected
The ends of power
When politics talk
Better days will never be
Better days will never be
Better days will never be
Better days will never be
Home sweet home
Home, home
Now
Let's talk politics
Every dog has its day
For me
(for me)
I don't believe
(I don't believe in anything)
Better days ahead
(one more war)
Will never be
(I do believe no more)
I don't believe in
(no long goodbye)
Anything
(nuclear day)
Better days will never be
Better days will never be
Better days will never be
Spare no man
Match bomb for bomb
War
All is fair in war
When the ground is soft
With hot blood
Spare no man
Better days will never be
(match bomb for bomb)
A scorched earth
(flatten the earth, this home sweet home)
No charity
(burn everything, from lust to dust)
No weak pity
(no charity, no weak pity)
From lust to dust
(all is fair in war)
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
Home sweet home
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Don't like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
Get out of My World
What in the world
Shoe boxed around the rifle range
Have all your functions rearranged
Your mind and body gagged and bound
On a new familiar playing ground
The ordinary will ignore
Whatever they cannot explain
As if nothing ever happened
And everything remained the same again
What in the world
What in the world
What in the world
Get out of my world
Get out of my world
Get out of my world
Open your mouth now
Secret sirens and knowing looks
these sunny days will cook the books
Happy to take the misery
This mortal life can bring to me
Don't like the look of this old town
What goes up must come down
Character is lost and found
On unfamiliar playing ground
What in the world
What in the world
What in the world
What in, get out, get out
Get out of my world
What in the world
Palaces, barricades, threats meet promises
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We want
Body
We want
We want
Body
We want
We want
Body
We want
We want
Body
We Want
When you run about - without precautions
You'll get diseases - need abortions
And up till now - no vaccination
Can give you back your reputation
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
Cathy go home - without your daughter
In a welfare state - she'll be wll looked after
And it's easy now - this other person
Is off your back - not a burden
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
Body!
When you run about - without precautions
You'll get diseases - need abortions
And up till now - no vaccination
Can give you back your reputation
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
We want - We want your body
Your body!
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You'll wonder should you risk it
A pocket full of mischief
An idiotic rain dance
Relying on a romance
Another frame beginning
Now's the time for singing a-ha!
Prayer has conceded
Successfully succeeded
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
Howling at the moonshine
Barking up the wrong tree
A sacrificial slaughter
Took you from the altar
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
Have no fear of laughter
Wait for comes after
Excusing no excuses
The hangmen and his nooses
Busy executing
The bloody and blaspheming
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
The Spanish inquisition
no one above suspicion
crying out for reason
might as well be treason
Rules and regulations
Rules and regulations
Have no fear of laughter
Wait for what comes after
It's you they're looking out for
It's you they're coming after
Innocent not guilty
Not to this committee
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Promises, promises
OLd tired, worn out second hand sentences
One thing, with you is certain
YOu're a really sad person. So sad.
CHORUS
Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well, isn't that what friends are for?
What are friends for?
You, you're just a really bad person
Who won't, you won't, listen to anyone. No not you
With those half moon eyelids
JUst babbling on, your useless defences. So sad.
CHORUS
This erratic haphazard, fluttering
This toing and frowing
Like a confused moth
The collusion, illusion
And it's all ad infinitum
You're a really sad person. You're really so sad
CHORUS
Fools and horses
Running their courses
And brow beaten down
Like dust on the ground
You cheat easily
Like sweet charity
And all of the bastards
The world despises
Springing surprises
In newer disguises
You cheat easily
Like all charity
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And I-I won't be stupid
State the obvious-pleasant platitudes
Bad policies-mega magnitude
Magnificent
And I-would not be surprises
If next door's roses died
And I-would not be overcome with grief
When, in the shadow's cast
The trees lose all their leaves
Two cheeks to the wind-three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm-we'll die in the water
My armada-three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm-we'll die in the water
Armada
And a head of wax-should not walk in the sun
Pride goes before the fall-let's make feathers fly
Two cheeks to the wind-three sheets to set sail
Bow in the storm-we'll die on the water
My armada-led to the slaughter
My armada-nothing but murder
To conquer and blunder
Led to the slaughter
Nothing but murder
My armada
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What you gonna do-when the river runs dry
Put your drills in the mud-and death up in the sky
You should have saved those bottles-
You should have saved those cans
You shouldn't ought'a listen to the plastic man
And there's no more toilet paper-it's gone just like the trees
Do you like the taste of honey-isn't it best without the bees
Be careful what you're dong-you're messing up my life
And if all the world's a cake-then you cut too big a slice
CHORUS
What's it all about-they scream and then they shout
Don't ask me-cause I don't know
What's it all about-they scream and then they shout
Don't blame me-I told you so
You read it in the papers-you hear it on the news
Very few listen-a spew without a view
And is it really worth it-choking on remote
I can see the red tide coming-but I don't even vote
Infection in the greenhouse-dizzy in the clouds
Oily as an ocean-heaven disemboweled
Still planning on a future-well lucky for some
You can develop your body-but your mind is still a slum
CHORUS
The product in the packaging-of multi-layered glam
150 layers of materials-to cover up a sham
Protecting my planet-wrap it in plastic
The package is product-perfected eternal
A crap in a cling wrap
I never met yet a prime minister or president
Who told the truth yet
Swimming in the surry-burning in the heat
Wind blown is the weather-I eat what you secrete
Climb the highest derrick-the circus has no prayer
No UFO to save us-and do we really care
CHORUS
KIss goodbye to the earth, the sun, the moon
It's easy to deceive a child
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