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I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head Checking out the rumour that I meant just what I said They've drawn so many chalk lines that I may as well be dead On the blackboard, on the pavement, but I won't eat what I'm fed - what I'm fed I've seen the public access but they wouldn't let me in Conformity has dress code and I'm two stone overthin And anyhow the chances are they wouldn't let me in Presumptions give the innovator no chance to begin It's either "Be one step ahead" or "Keep up with the rest" There's so many messages telling me they know what's best I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head They've opened up the corridors and left the doors ajar With anoraks and plastic bags the consumer can go far Ashtrays fill and pinballs tilt to emphasise the scars Of a society raised on promises, falling back on credit cards - credit cards So let's go on a cathode raid and steal some empty minds Fill 'em full of hopes and dreams and call it leisure time There's a guy who's got no T.V. and we've got him on the line Stay detuned for further progress, here's a few things you can buy - you can buy I've strolled across the empty roads as pedestrians stare SongtexteAt lights to turn from red to green, to get from there to there Billboard faces mock attention given unaware Reliance on subliminals and a defiance of being scared And there's a token comic strip at the bottom of the page It isn't very funny but we're laughing anyway Smiles are hard to come by when the picture starts to fade And someone's favourite punchline is another person's wage It's either 'Be one step ahead' or 'Keep up with the rest' There's so many messages telling me they know what's best I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head I've thought in terms of relaxation, giving things a rest Cos the constant realisation leaves presumptions in a mess But every turn in the situation seems to be a test A dotted line for the mind to sign away its intellect - but not me not yet The altered state of reality that's printed screened and said Is feeding time for the mind that knows of nothing else instead Keen to kill the essential will of refusing to be fed I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head - knocking on my head Aus Songtexte Mania