Album: Live from Planet Earth: Bootleg Series, Volume 3
I'm gonna paste you up
Cover you in wallpaper
Screw shelves into you
And call you a wall
That's all you are to me
Tryna keep people inside
Inside inside your sordid little house
This is no white abode
You can have skirting board shoes
And plug sockets on your knees
I'll hang a painting on your lip
And put tinsel round it at christmas
Tryna keep people inside
Inside inside your sordid little house
You can't keep us inside much longer pal
We've seen the view from the window
It's fucking glorious outside
Have you seen the time?
Have seen the tide?
WE'LL SING ALL NIGHT
We need cohesion
As time keeps moving
We keep losing our rights
Freedom is not the choices between
What job and what car
You can just look back into history
To find corruption and mystery
And if we don't take note
We'll wake up on the same boat'
Grit ya teeth then break the glass
Now sprint and don't look back
Full pelt in to the dense forest
And ask him
What's your thoughts on lionizing?
What's your thought's on the tensions rising?
Deep in the dense forest