Sorry
You wouldn't believe how sorry I am
I thought it would be so easy
An' it's not
It's when you got all these questions
And you never got the answers
That's when it really fucks you up
All my life I've been reading books, lyric sheets,
Leaflets, magazines and papers
Looking for a sentence that could change my life
Looking out for something that could change my life
SORRY we just got no message for you
Nothing new under the sun and on the western front too
When you live in a rut
If you're just lucky enough you'll try to get out
My life's always on the verge of disaster
And all I eat is asbestos plaster
BEING SUCKED IN SLAVE TO THE BIG PICTURE
AUGHT IN THE FRAME NO ESCAPE!
So you know that we're sorry got no message for you
Stay ahead in this perpetual struggle
You know I'd kill to be free
Maybe you'll end up with your face down on the pave
Don't be dumb, driven as cattle
Endless return of the known it's not a feast
NO MESSAGE! NO REASON! NO ESCAPE! ESCAPE!!!
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