You think you come so far ? You think you learnt along the way ? You're better off by far Than where you were jus' yesterday You say you got your scars There's nothing left to say
You got to look beyond Go make some ripples on your pond We are the things we sing All wrapped up with bows and strings You think you're everything ? Accept the sense of substance over style
And take away the hype Take away the sad affairs Listen to your lies Can't you see it now there's no-one there ?
We are the things we choose Come walk a mile in this man's shoes And if you're still confused Go learn to sing some hybrid blues What have you got to lose Except your sense of ignorance and pride ?
And take away the hype Take away the sad affairs Listen to your lies Can't you see it now there's no-one there ?
I can't tell you anymore I can't tell you what to think or say Take away the hard lines Can't you see it any other way ?
But I still don't hear this 'inherent cry' From 'Dear old Stockholm' to the 'My-O-My' Make it, lose it, make it, lose it
I still don't hear that plaintive call From the sacred mountains to the 'wailing wall' Faithless, shameless, faceless, hopeless
Now I loved me a woman, don't mean a thing I loved me a woman, gave her everything 'I got stones in my passway and I railed at the moon There's a light at your doorway, guess who spoke too soon ? Singing, 'take me, use me, love me'
But I still don't hear that primal scream Of a rich man nightmare or a poor boy's dream Have i lived too long ? Have I lived at all ? If life's a journey, catch me when I fall
And you're lying there like 'the brid stripped bare' In the virtual madness, in my my dark dispair Singing, 'Hurt me, hate me, hear me, help me'
Is this hybrid offspring just a high-class where O a pale young virgin and wild old boar ? Pointless, tasteless, thoughtless