La Song Supergrass Well they lead us from the ruin of fables, And we drink ourselves right under the tables, Push a needle into yesterday's papers Then they tell us that they love us and hate us Deliver us from feelings of hatred You know, it's going to kill us sooner or later Lead us from the ruin of fables As they're climbing up the towers of Babel
You've got to get inside and feel love
Well they lead us from the ruin of fables, See inside ourselves and what we are made of, Well come along and stick on the labels And do the dance of the cash potato They're kindest when they tell us they hate us Because we're super fragilistically aimless Well they lead us from the ruin of fables, And the goddess of Assyrian angels.