So don't let the blue
And the Northern leeches go on removing, removing, removing
Oh but
They will wake up, yawn and kill you
Unwittingly they make you
Your royalties bring you luxuries
Every -ist and every -ism thrown my way to stay
The whispering may hurt you
Accountants rampant
They're just gelignite
No no no, with evil legal eagles
There's a cash register ringing and
They're just gelignite
Oh, you know I couldn't last
The squalor of the mind
They will wake up, yawn and kill you
CD's and t-shirts, promos, God knows, oww
Then in the end
The squalor of the mind
The teenagers who love you
But the printed word might kill you
You know I couldn't last
The blue eyes fool you
Loaded and aiming right between your eyes
Someone please take me home
The blue eyes fool you
It weighs so heavy on my back
So don't let the blue
Someone please take me home
So don't let the good days of the gold discs
Oh, you know I couldn't last
Creep up and mug you
The squalor of the mind
You know I couldn't last
Your royalties bring you luxuries
The critics who can't break you
They somehow help to make you
Loaded and aiming right between your eyes
CD's and t-shirts, promos, God knows, oww
The teenagers who love you
The critics who can't break you
Someone please take me home
