Aftershave and smoke

and the same unfunny jokes

they say they'll take you

anywhere but there

believe every half-whispered

half-remembered lie

the truth is a luxury

they can't afford to buy



scapegoat

looking for a

scapegoat



there's always someone else for you to blame



backed into a corner

he barricades his life

fastens up the shutters every night

this island is big enoug for every cast-away

but most of us are looking round

for someone else to blame



scapegoat

looking for a

scapegoat



there's always someone else for you to blame