An Ideal for Living
EP - 1978 - Debaser id 130736

3,5,0,1,2,5, Go!
I was there in the back stage
when first light came around.
I grew up like a changeling
to win the first time around.
I can see all the weakness
i can pick all the faults
well i concede all the faith tests
just to stick in your throats
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i hung around in your soundtrack
to mirror all that you've done
to find the right side of reason
to kill the three lies for one
i can see all the cold facts
i can see through your eyes
all this talk made no contact
no matter how hard we tried
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i can still hear the footsteps
i can only see walls
i slid into your man-traps
with no hearing at all
i just see contradiction
had to give up the fight
just to live in the past tense
to make believe you were right
3 1 g, 3 1 g, 3 1 g
3,5,0,1,2,5

Born from some mother's womb,
Just like any other room.
Made a promise for a new life,
Made a victim out of your life

When your time's on the door,
And it drips to the floor,
And you feel you can touch,
All the noise is too much,
And the seeds that are sown,
Are no longer your own.

Just a minor operation,
To force a final ultimatum
Thousand words are spoken loud,
Reach the dumb to fool the crowd.

When you walk down the street,
And the sound's not so sweet,
And you wish you could hide,
Maybe go for a ride,
To some peep show arcade,
Where the future's not made

A nightmare situation,
Infiltrate imagination,
Smacks of past Holy wars,
By the wall with broken laws.

The leaders of men,
Born out of your frustration,
The leaders of men
Just a strange infatuation.
The leaders of men,
Made a promise for a new life
No saviour for our sakes,
To twist the internees of hate,
Self-induced manipulation,
To crush all thoughts of mass salvation