Your twisted cynicism - makes me feel sick -

Your open disgust for 'Idealistic naive'

You've given up hope you're jaded and ill

The trouble is your thoughts a catching disease

Ooh - you need to get away -

Ooh - you need a change of pace -

Because you're all dried up and you don't believe

You reckon I'm dreaming when I say I still feel real

You say you work for yourself and its the only way

But I look at you talking and to me you just scrape away -



What makes once young minds get in this state,

Is it age or just the social climate

You're talking like some fucking hardend MP

You're saying power's all!

And it's power you NEED!



Ooh - you need to get away -

Ooh - you need a change of place -

Because you've given up on hope -

You're emotionless -

You've no need for love it's just hate, hate, hate.

But I look at you shaking and it is you -

who is scraping away



You who is scraping away.