More to Life
Swedish Magazines
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He's been working in the factory, packing spleen No one asks what he knows or where he's been There's no time to be alive, give me enough time to die No one cares anywhere but be prepared He's got a boss, he's a right tosser A little man with big plans He's all swollen with self-satisfaction like pollen On a bee so greedy he can no longer fly Dollar signs in his eyes We're all living on borrowed time Upholding lies, abetting crime, ignoring all the signs I don't care for shallow sheens, uptight scenes the most crooked and cunning schemes you ever seen but I'll always bring back a gift from where I been Hang a mirror baby wipe your tears There's more to life than being alive but the sound gets lost before the ears I remember you in tight jeans, the school scene, the soccer team I let her go, it wasn't fair, I weren't to know Young love devoured like pornography We all sat beauty on our knee But nothing stays the same, though nothing's really changed It all just gets rearranged and time's blamed The stale spectre of tradition and all this repetition For those you won't take what's not given The snake is bitten, Truth is never hidden We trade on love like a game of badminton I hit the road lazier than a toad I always am where I go And when I leave, I never know And what I take, it never shows Hang a mirror baby wipe your tears There's more to life than being alive but the sound gets changed inside the ears Moonrise, high tide, buildings crumbling down like sandcastles in the sky The TV screen, big brothers unblinking eye Take now and you'll be giving when you die The loose change, ripe brains, Walking thru the park with your libido on a dog chain Fire rain, it's all coming back again All sorts, we're getting killed for blood sports Ancestry, the missing key Give your pet a stupid name it's bound to run away It's true, it's all shame Next time you see the poster check out the missing pet's name I'm bleeding on the inside, the life ride Pay with your brain as a tour guide You'll never see the chemistry Until you take off all your clothes and lay down in a cemetery Hang a mirror baby wipe your tears There's more to life than being alive But the sound gets lost inside the ears We're all walking down the yellow brick road No one hears nothing heads full of mobile phones Affluence on loan, the real gold growing beneath our toes Yeah I'm preaching but I'm preaching cos I don't care I'm intact, sincerity is where it's at I never seen a rat rape another rat, we're not cats, nonchalant and detached I saw a punk with a t-shirt that read I don't bow to authority Authority? I thought it should read Authenticity You'll know a liar by his praise of honesty Hypocrisy, the only true enemy I'll fall first, but what's worse Falling ill, or praying to be cursed? (lyric and music Van Walker)
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Written by: DONOVAN WALKER
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