the sweeter the taste I love it
eaten your gutted spine
all of your thoughts I have them
spitting them out, sublime
(cos) I am the god of power
political to the core
governments roll their heads out
the beast always wants some more
I love it
he loves it
we love your apathy
we crush your
lame spirit
we love your apathy
love-er-ly
I have the information
(that) keeps you from knowing me
I abuse you as you watch me
and you always vote me in
the poorer you are the better
that gives me more control
c'os I am the brute that hates you
(and I'm) loving it to the bone
why don't you wait till you bleed
why don't you wait for the clause
and I'll, and I'll, and I'll, and I'll
and I will watch you
I'll wait for you
I'll wait, I'll wait for you
Repeat chorus
no·mad (noun). - A person with no fixed residence who roams about; a wanderer.
This is the spot for all my rants, tales and other thoughts while I live a Nomadic life.
Monday, October 11, 2004
We Love Your Apathy
I had my iPod on random yesterday and Skunk Anansie's "All I Want" albumn came on. Then their song "We Love Your Apathy" played. I couldn't help but think that the lyrics were pretty apt for the mind-set of the Australian voters.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment