[00:00.00] 作词 : Heaton, Sullivan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jason Harris/Justin Sullivan/Robert Heaton
[00:20.79]Rolling up tab ends that the baby's collected
[00:22.80]Waiting for the number that clicks on the wall.
[00:29.46]It's open season on the weak and the feeble
[00:33.09]Their meagre ambitions, their impotent fury
[00:37.77]There's bullet proof glass in case there is trouble
[00:42.54]No doors in the building between this side and that side.
[01:06.63]I've tried to wrestle some unbalanced nightmare
[01:11.28]Tell myself over that I don't really live here
[01:15.69]But the boys run away leaving blood on the pavement
[01:20.49]And a little crowd gathered to watch you pick yourself up
[01:25.53]Joining the queue at the video library
[01:29.67]To watch ninety five minutes of simulated torture
[02:34.32]The conference hall rings to the standing ovation
[02:40.17]The people in blue ties rise from the podium
[02:43.74]Crazy with power, blinded by vision
[02:49.20]The mass-chosen leaders for a brutalised nation

作词 : Heaton, Sullivan
作曲 : Jason Harris/Justin Sullivan/Robert Heaton
Rolling up tab ends that the baby's collected
Waiting for the number that clicks on the wall.
It's open season on the weak and the feeble
Their meagre ambitions, their impotent fury
There's bullet proof glass in case there is trouble
No doors in the building between this side and that side.
I've tried to wrestle some unbalanced nightmare
Tell myself over that I don't really live here
But the boys run away leaving blood on the pavement
And a little crowd gathered to watch you pick yourself up
Joining the queue at the video library
To watch ninety five minutes of simulated torture
The conference hall rings to the standing ovation
The people in blue ties rise from the podium
Crazy with power, blinded by vision
The mass-chosen leaders for a brutalised nation