It is easy to forget you've been forgotten when
you're serving,
winners at the bar with ogres oozing from their arms.
But I always felt destined to destroy.
I'm watching you and your extraordinary life,
don't talk to me of sacrifice.
I'll never be with you,
cos it's so bad it can't be true.
It's easy to except-- you've been neglected when
you're lost in, wretched procedures played out in
front of swollen cleavage.
Bursting. Agony.
Frankly, I feel I must brutalise.
Suddenly.
So now it seems that we are all underground,
as good as dead and as bad as that sounds,
I blame it all on you, the dreadful things you made
me do.
You and your extraordinary life,
don't talk to me of sacrifice.
I'll never be with you,
cos it's so bad it can't be true.
I want out. I want out.
(Soon enough it'll all be over, let's hit the panic
stations).
I imagine plans to break your broken ways,
unspoken crimes.
Welcome to your guilty life tonight.
Surprise. Suddenly.
So now it seems that we are all underground,
as good as dead and as bad as that sounds,
I blame it all on you,
that is too good to be true.
(You and your extraordinary life,
don't talk to me of sacrifice.
I'll never be with you,
cos it's so bad it can't be true.)
I want out.