In the past the fools would pay
To see the freaks of the day
Contradictions of the norm
The bizarre, the wonderful and deformed
No need for the tents and the cages now
The world comes to my eyes
In the front of my TV circus
A freak show in disguise
Circles & roundabouts
How much do you know
Ging round and coming back
The world freak show
Swings and revolutions
How much did you know
Going round and coming back
The world freak show
Another tree is coming down
Another harpooned whale is drawned
Another child's belly needs feeding
On the land fast food
Chain is bleeding
And we bought our new green wood
And we pulled it over our eyes
And the circus goes on all around
A freak show in disguise
PERISTROIKA/REFORM/GLASNOST
HARDCORE SELL/OVERHEAD COST
NEWS AT TEN/THE HOUSE/BIG BEN
HALF TRUTHS/NOW AND THEN
POL POT/BORDER/MASSACRE/SLAUGHTER
RAINFORESTS/THE PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER
IRRADIATE/EVACUATE/USE/ABUSE/MANIPULATE
THE PEOPLE'S WILL/THEIR BELLIES FULL
MULTINATIONALLS/KILL/KILL/KILL
DEAD DICTATOR/SNIPERS RETREAT
PEOPLE CLAIM THE POWER SEAT
WALL COMES DOWN/PEOPLE STAND UP
CROSS THE BORDER/CUSTOMS SHUT
FORKLIFT/AIRLIFT/FOREIGN AID
POCKEDS LINED/ARMY BLOCKADE
EVOLUTION/PROGRESS/REGRESS
POWER/POSSESION/ENERGY HARNESS
ECONOMY/MARKET HIGH OR LOW
HOW MUCH DID YOU KNOW
IN THE WORLD FREAK SHOW
When you're standing by the road side
And it's a long way to go
Oh to carry me
To carry me
Carry me
Carry me friend
Oh to carry me
And together in this mad land
Far from the truest of hands
Well I'll carry you
If you'll carry me
Carry me
Carry me friend
Oh carry me
And we'll patrol bomb the state
We blow away the hate
But we'll do it in our mind
If we can take the time
We build ourselfs a road
>From what we know
Each take our parts
But now's the time to start
Oh yeah it is
Oh we must be
Oh we must be
Oh we must be
But jane is takin heroin
And Paul is getting pissed
Steve is getting stoned
And to fucked to fight
Sara's on the acid
And Sean has blown his mind
Someone's busy hiding
To fucked to fight
Yeah some have found religion
And some have run away
And some they form a party to find a way
Yeah some they join the system
And some just look away
But some must bite their backsides
To find a way
And there is a way
Yes there is a way
Yes there is a way
When you're standing by the road side
And it's a long way to go
Well I'll carry you
If you'll carry me
Carry me
Carry me friend
Well I'll carry you
He was on the outside
But it was not his own choice
The city schemes had swallowed his dreams
And silenced his voice
Get away - run!
She was on the inside
Looking for a way to be free
She was doing nine to life
Working for a company
Get away - run!
There is an end to adversity
An end to the company
A time a place where we can be
Where I can laugh and you'll be free
And there'll be no more outside or inside
To keep us apart
And there'll be no more outside or inside
To keep us apart
This is the place the rat the race
This is the place we have no face
I state my case
You taste a drink in your home town
You smile for the things you've known
That's why you are playing
Games you couldn't hope to play, today
Dare you look to the future
The speed the pages turn today
Your hope for tomorrow
Is to smile anyway, today
Don't pray to a God
Cos we're in this together all the way
From the old to the young
From the cradle to the grave
Look to yourself
Cos there's plenty of wealth in us all
If we fight the good fight
Then they gonna have to fall
To us all
Do you remember the smells of childhood
Do they still come once in a while
Perhaps you're still full of that passion
Well if you are, come and smile
In a strange land
Far from these shores
Lay two men and a woman
Killed by the law
In no matter what country
Under the sun
There can be no justice
Through the barrel of a gun
A car bomb they say
The S.A.S. on offense
Shoot in the back
Makes no difference
Shoot to kill
'Till both sides have their fill
'Till both sides have their martyrs
And all the kids have no fathers
'Till your mothers have no sons
And the battle is won
When both sides have lost
All the blood that it costs
(This is said at the beginning of the song) "Be encouraged all ye friends of freedom and writers in it's defence, the times are auspicious, your labours have not been in vain, tremble all ye oppressors of the world, take warning all ye supporters of slavish hierarchies, restore mankind to their rights and consent to the correction of abusers before they and you are destroyed together." (Richard Price-1789)
Burning Searing Sun
Soft thru the skin
Bring your grace down here
Tearing past the grey
Shadows of today
Stroke away the fear
Gold and Steaming moon
Call down a tune
Lend us your ear
Glide by the curves
Which your secret serves
But bring not your spear
And life holds no time
By the blink of your eyes
As both you watch
Your sister planet die
Tell me now,
I want the answer for
Famine Salvation Bloodshed War
All the blood that's run before
Why can't politicians fight their own wars
I have no answers for
The problems caused by government and law
The only solution is to rearrange
From the bottom to the top
This system must change
Tell me the answers for
All the questions I ask you
I got to know right know
You keep the power with you
No questions asked
But I'm demanding answers now
For the present and for the past
I tell you it's dis-information
That keeps us all in our station
You tell me that I'm confused
Well I tell you that we're all used
Can you hear the sound
Of the fiddle and the drum
Passing then fade
Can you hear the sound
Of chanting in the street
Screaming for better days
You've heard it all
Yes we've all heard it all
But tell me what has changed
You've seen it all
Yes we've all seen it all
So tell me what has changed
And the palace stays the same
Only the guards ever changed
So lay me down, lay me down
Have you heard the singer
Sing protest songs
Telling us what is wrong
Have you read the books
That say where to look
Well where's the answer gone
A hollow heart and empty head
Make the streets run red
A curless desire leaves a child
A future of fire
But you don't care
How could you care
Blind faith, it'll be OK
Everybody tells you so
Don't look it'll go away
Everybody tells you so
You leave your nation with a sword pressed
To its back
You mark the last page of history
In black
Why must you poison
You're taking it all away
Why must you rape
The future this way
Now you've made your babylon
What next
Should only take you seven days
To fix the mess
There was Robbie Jones
He used to walk so tall
You know he'd hurt no one at all
Chased the girls around the world
Danced them round the dance halls
We'd have a drink and then he'd sink
Into nostalgic talk
We carried him home in the fallen snow
When he was too drunk to walk
Then came the day
We were sent away
We got our papers
Posted trough the door
And sent off to war
Dear old Tom
He'd sing a song and he'd play the guitar
He'd tell you all the stories
Of his travels near and far
Signed up one day to learn a trade
But that dream didn't go far
He'd be fighting Argentinians
With his gun not his guitar
You gave me my birth
Then you made me pay
What is it worth
Cast me away
You've really done it now
Dying in my arms
You stand here with nothing
But you've still got english charm
Oh England, you're my home
My heart's heart
Crashing thunder of love
You're a place of the poor
Open wound
The lost rites of love
You cut your own throat
Then you let it bleed
Misleading your people
From what they all need
Roots forgotten
That's what we all say
But what does it matter
You're the USA
Why is it England
I feel like rubbish on your streets
Why is it when I care
If feel incomplete
Why does our future seem
Such a feat
When will our consciousness
Finally meet
Oh, whatever happened to
My green and pleasant land
Have you seen an ocean
Deep and wide
Have you been an island
Lost inside
Have you ever walked the streets
In black and white
But you're in colour
Alienated and afraid
You look in from the outside
As you go through
You keep on walking
But you don't know what to do
But there's plenty of time
In a day
But in a town
Your mind can go away
So I take a walk
Get out of the place
Where all the trees
Have a concrete face
So when the pressure's on
And there's nowhere left to go
You're gonna have to come to terms
To terms of what you know through