BLACKWATCH - LYRICS

VERSE 1

I’M AFRAID THIS NOBLE ART
IS BEING RUN
BY TOO MANY PEOPLE
JUST OUT TO HAVE FUN
NOTHING UP WITH THAT
I AIN’T NO MISERY EITHER
JUST SEEN IT ALL BEFORE
OLDER PROBABLY WISER
I PARTIED HARD
AND HAD PLENTY MAD TIMES
WHEN YOU WERE DRAWING SKY
AS ONE BLUE LINE
WHERE ARE THE ONES
WHO HAD THE VOICE TO BE HEARD
EXPRESSING INNERMOST THOUGHTS
THROUGH PRECIOUS WORDS
NOW IT’S WHO’S GOT THE GOLD
AND THE FASTEST CAR
AND THE GIRL ON THERE ARM
WITH THE BIGGEST ARSE
DON’T GET ME WRONG
IT ALL HAS IT’S PLACE
BUT NEVER FORSAKE
SKILL FOR DUBIOUS TASTE
I MISSED THIS BUZZ
LIKE A PAINTER WOULD CANVAS
JUDY DID KANSAS
WWF WOULD THOSE FUCKING PANDAS
LIKE THE PATIENT WITH TERMINAL CANCER
WANTS HONEST ANSWERS
NOT PIPE DREAM HOPES
OR SOME UNREAL CHANCES
WHEN THE CHIPS ARE DOWN
TAKE A LOOK AROUND
IN THIS DAY WE LIVE
THERE’S NO HOPE TO BE FOUND
NOTHING’S AS IT SEEMS
NIGHTMARES AND DREAMS
A CLEAN RIP AT THE SEAMS
THE TORTURE OF SCREAMS


VERSE 2

WHILE I’VE BEEN AWAY
I’VE HAD TIME TO THINK
TOO MUCH TIME TO DRINK
HOW MUCH FURTHER WILL WE SINK
‘CAUSE THE MORE THINGS CHANGE
IT ALL REMAINS THE SAME
YOU GOTTA MAIM AND CAUSE PAIN
ANOTHER LINK IN THE CHAIN
SEX AND DEATH ON TAP
HOW CAN WE FORGET
CHILD PORN AND BLOODY MURDER
ON THE INTERNET
A TOPSY-TURVY WORLD
IN A NANNY STATE
ALLOWS PREACHERS OF DEATH
TO SPEW THEIR HATE
YOU WANNA BETER YOURSELF
YA GONNA HAVE TO WAIT
AND 25TH OF DECEMBER
CHANGE THE NAME OF THAT DATE
WEEKEND TERRORISTS
AROUND THE WORLD INCITE MURDER
DON’T YOU DARE
ENJOY A SMOKE OR A BURGER
DRAGGING EVERYTHING DOWN
THAT WE STRUGGLED TO MAKE
A CULTURAL RAPE
ON THOSE WHO MADE US GREAT
DON’T WANT A LEFT OR RIGHT WING
BUT I WANT THE RIGHT THING
COME ON PEOPLE
IS THAT REALLY SO FRIGHTENING
SYMPATHISE WITH D-FENS
IN FALLING DOWN
WHEN I TRY TO SPEAK OUT
I GET KICKED TO THE GROUND
YOU CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH
BEFORE THE WORM TURNS
AND THEN YOU BETTER JUMP BACK
AND WATCH THE TINDER BURN
9/11, 7/7 IS THAT WHERE WE’RE HEADING
HOW MANY MUST DIE
FOR YOUR ORGIES IN HEAVEN
THAT’S NOT WHERE YOU’RE GOING
YOU’VE GOT THE WRONG POSTCODE
BUT THERE’S A WARM SPOT
OPENING IN SATAN’S ABODE