Stereophonics
pleasure and pain
Graphic technology
acid rain
The modern world
Isn’t it great?
Relationships
based purely on hate
Switchblade knives
guns and pics
Propaganda tactics
six, six, six
Where is your mind?
Where is your heart?
The passage of time
Puts you back at the start
Naturalism
skepticism, schism
Pessimism makes
your life worth livin’
You’re making lots of money
And you think you’re “winnin’”
Teasing, pleasing
blatant sleazing
But the mass diseasing
Puts the sex to freezing
Running, gunning
late night funning
Is he punning?
Or shotgunning?
Sphygmomanometers
chains and whips
Emotions in motion
To the rhythm of ships
Happy and glad
Crying and sad
Shoot this in your arm
To feel really “rad”
Alone in the night
Alone in the day
There’s people all around
But you’re alone anyway
What can you say?
What can be said?
Who really cares
About the life you have led?
Happy and glad
Crying and sad
It really doesn’t matter if you’re mad
Cuz you’re the best I’ve ever had
Everything’s piling up at once
I’m about the be squashed
I’m about to be crushed
Before I die I feel that I must ask
So I ask . . .
What’s it all for?
When love
and beauty
and art
Are the very same thing?
When violence
and birth
and death
Have the very same sting?
When lying
and life
and truth
Are nothing but a fling?
When you don’t love
And I don’t care
And neither one of us
Is ever there
So we naturally fall
Into despair
And it seems
as if there is no hope
Please tell me . . .
What’s it all for?