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THE BIRMINGHAM SCHOOL OF BUSINESS SCHOOL [top of page]
The car is at the roundabout
Weave a web so magnificent
Deposits prisoner robotics
[?] crash into walkin'
FREE RANGE [top of page]
In 2001
2001
This is the spring without end
By 2001
This is the spring without end
Insect posse
Moravia, trouble
Free Range.
Note: [1] Reference to Nietzsche's book Also Sprach Zarethustra. This reference
has double meaning in the song. Nietzsche's philosophy was espoused in misinterpreted form by the Nazis in their quest for pan-european domination; and composer Richard Straus used it as the title of a musical compostion, later used as theme music by Stanley Kuberik in his movie 2001: A Space Odyssey.
RETURN [top of page]
God bless the cold winds and its refreshing consequence, uh-huh,
Hellas did tremble
Return, baby baby baby come back to me.
I was told to go easy and this one did
Return
Is that a hair extension?
Baby baby baby come back to me
I'll change the latch on the door
TIME ENOUGH AT LAST [top of page]
It's time I started thinking on my feet
Time enough at last boy
And sometimes people think you're just stupid
Cos I got time
But I got time
EVERYTHING HURTZ [top of page]
Come to me
And everything hurts
I've been pursuing the fuel too long
I'm dressed like a road beacon
I've been pursuing the fuel too long
IMMORTALITY [top of page]
You try and change it
You cannot change it
Immortality
That's where you're at, dear
It's where you're at, yeah
Immortality
The Viking gods had it
And you cannot change it
TWO-FACE! [top of page]
Two-face
Nowhere for him to go X2
That's what they call me
He thinks at dawn
Two-face, both ways
Left-side, horrible
Two-face, boat race
Two-face
Two-face, both ways disgraced
JUST WAITING [top of page]
Pensioner's waiting for leap year to come
The drunk is waiting for an easy mark
Ah just waiting
You know everything comes to a standstill
And nobody wants to do nothing
Everybody's waitin' for something
Congregation is waitin' for the vicar
And everybody is just waitin'
The cretin is waitin for U2 to come on MTV again
Nobody wants to do nothing
You know everything comes to a standstill
I don't think I can really stand it no more
Yeah bees are waitin' for honey
SO CALLED DANGEROUS [top of page]
The selfish smiling fool and the sullen frowning fool shall both be thought
wise
Think.
It was a big fat February
I thought:
There was not much going on
There is mad
Dangerous.
And the meek shall inherit the mirth.
They were big, panoramic
Dangerous.
GENTLEMEN'S AGREEMENT [top of page]
We plough the fields together
You know what he is
I thought we had some kind of agreement
Your brain is software
Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement
MARRIED, 2 KIDS [top of page]
In 1978
Abject
I'm too busy to think
Married, 2 kids
I pretend to go to work
CREW FILTH [top of page]
From the valleys of Leicestershire
[mock Urdu or Punjabi]
Then from the land of the accordion
Hey mystic crew filth
Crew filth
One was a Kiwi
Crew filth
Hey Kenny, tell us about crew filth
Crew filth X3
But those crew filth
What about crew filth Bill?
Crew filth motherfucker
He was the worst, one of the worst X3
The policeman is at the roundabout
But I'm full of surprises now
And my friend, he said I'm full of surprises now
Let me tell you about scientific management
And the theft of its concealment
The Birmingham School of Business School
In Birmingham
It's main theme
Disguise in the art of conceit
Give a very firm handshake
And take the bastards for everything that they rate
The Birmingham Business School of Business School
Home to their wives Stepford
Case-carrying
Business School
Birmingham School of Business School
Birmingham School of Business School
In the heart of Britain
The big heart of England
Lee Coopers on F.E.s [1]
The Birmingham School of Business School
Hitching
Blazers
Builders
Tryna find a job
The jumped up prats
Birmingham Business School
The Birmingham School of Business School
Birmingham School of Business School
Laughing-stock of European
Olympic bidding again and again
Exciting developments
The Birmingham School of Business School X4
Note:
1. F.E. = Financial Executive
A Life code:
It pays to talk to no one.
Proliferating across the earth.
Also Sprach Zarathustra [1]
Faction Europa
Free Range.
Also Sprach Zarathustra
Proliferating across the earth
Pressure guilt
Grudge match
12 cm flak unit
Range 1 stroke 35
This is the summer of malcontent
This is the winter of your mind
Also Sprach Zarathustra
It pays to talk to no one
Europa, faction
Proliferating across the earth
Free Range
This is the summer of malcontent
This is the winter of your mind
will be crushed
Moldavia
Europa
Every second third word
Europa
It pays to talk to no one.
Oh please return.
Hellas did go away
Finding it difficult
To stand in its fury
Over the ironing board
But still this golden curl
Vented its Hellas fury
Come back to me, return.
But still this golden creature raised its fury
Head sparkles
Baby baby baby come back to me
Return
It's soaked in hair lotion
How can you smell your own head?
Return
I'll get locks all over
I ran on up ahead
Sparkle and pander her
Instead of on my back
Now I got time
Time enough at last
Time enough at last
It's been the bane of my life
But I've got time enough at last
I got time
Time enough at last
Time enough at last boy
Time enough at last
But I got time enough at last
I got time
Time enough at last
Time enough at last boy
Time enough at last
Time enough at last boy
Time enough at last
Time enough at last
It's just stupid thinkin' 'bout the past
Cos I got time enough at last
In a city in turmoil
It's hard to extract
The brains from the head of a minor executive
Now I got time
Time enough at last
Time enough at last boy
Time enough at last
Time enough at last boy
Time enough at last
And the projectiles hit you
When you least expect it
Time enough at last
From a summit of experience
To a pit of its knowledge
Cos I got time
Time enough at last
Time enough at last boy
Time enough at last
I got time
Time enough at last
Come unto me
All ye that labor
You that are heavy laden
Cos everything hurts
Got a big fat pain in my chest bone
Got an on-empty pocketbook
Got a big fat no no in my chequebook
And everything hurts
And everything hurts
I got the disease tinnitus
I'm speakin' like I've got Tourrette's
And everything hurts X3
I'm born X 2
On my way to Valhalla breakfast
And everything hurts
Can't you see the bitches by my side
Followin' me through all my life
And everything hurts
I was born X 3
Come to me all ye that labor and are heavy laden
My head dip dip dip dipping, man
All my limbs are disconnected
And everything hurts X3
Got a big fat pain in my chest bone
And everything hurts X2
Everything hurts
[...] man
Cos everything hurts
I got a big fat foot on my knee bone
And the back of my [?] is in my septum
And everything hurts X2
You try and arrange it
You try and shape it
But it's immortality, yeah
It's immortality
Or rearrange it
It's immortality
Immortality
You're shedding your mentality
But it's immortality
And you cannot buy it
You cannot put it in your pocket book
You cannot put it in your BCI
Don't try and shape it
Cos it's immortality
It's immortality, yeah
Immortality, yeah
Immortality
[Lord/Nord] Odin had it
Don't try and change it
Don't try and put it in your pock-book-et
It's immortality
It's immortality, yeah
And you cannot rearrange it
And you cannot shape it
Cos it's reality, yeah
It's immortality, yeah
You cannot buy it
And that's all you're gonna get
From immortality
Immortality
That's what they call me
They call me a two-face
Two-face
That's what they call me
They call me a two-face
Two-face, boat-race disgraced
His face displaced again
Into two dimensions
Into two directions
Two-face, boat-race displaced
My face disgraced again
Into the dimensions
Into two directions
They call me a two-face
Two-face
That's what they call me
They call me a two-face
Two-face, boat-race
Disgraced hisface
Displaced again
Into two dimensions
Into two directions
Two-face, boat-race
Displaced his face
Disgraced
Into two dimensions X2
Origin horrible
Two-face, boat race
Disgraced
His face Displaced again
Into two dimensions
Into two directions
For all
For all to see
He acts at noon
He stays alone
And in the evening
Disgraced
His face displaced again
Into two directions
Into two dimensions
Disgraced
His face displaced again
Into two directions
Into two dimensions
That's what they call me
They call me a two-face
Two-face
That's what they call me
They call me a two-face
His face displaced again
Into two directions X2
and the young singer's waiting to sing
and there's a gardener outside a big estate
waiting for the grass to turn green
the hitchhiker is waiting for a ride
and the prisoner's waiting for a prison break
and the surfer is waiting for the tide
nothing seems to make a turn
cause the worm's still waitin' for the early bird
and the early bird's waitin' for the worm
just waiting for a finger in the pie
and waitin' for a call from a TV show
or waitin' for an uncle to die 1-2-3
and nothing ever turns out right
because the night shift is waiting for the morning
and the burglar is waiting for the night.
and the vicar is waitin' for the groom
the groom is waiting for his new bride
But the bride is waitin' for June
and nobody wants to settle down
They got their heads in a holo-video
but the producer is waiting for the blonde bird
and the blonde girl's waitin' for him
just waiting for their chips and their pie
waitin' for a call from a big quiz show
or waitin' for some rich relation to die
nothing ever makes a turn
and the worm is waitin' for the grass to turn green
while the early bird is waitin' for the worm
I don't think I can go through it again
I'm just waiting
I'm just waiting
I'm just waiting
I'm just waiting
and I'm putting it on the back burner for now
cause everybody's racing and fawning and skivin'
and honey I'm waitin' for you
Ah-just waitin'
Ah-just waitin'
Ah-just waitin'
Ah-just waitin'
Like mountain climbing
or skiing in the alps
Think of it.
I don't.
Wet, the ugly pavement cracked
Pause, unsafe.
Insect posse will be crushed.
It was a bit of Code Selfish.
in the minds of the weak.
They were unprepared to be torched
By lighter kleptomaniacs,
So-called dangerous.
And there is bad
And there is sad
And there is bad and sad.
"Same again, sir?"
How can you have the same again?
In all types of intemperance
Our bones cracked in unison
Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement
And probably still is
Sticking his colours
To whatever new mast there is
But our agreement is over
But with you it was just prurience
You're addicted to excitement
My energies are down now with yours
And you're sitting on my back fence
But I thought we had an agreement
Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement
Your brain is Game Boy
It's filled with excretement
And your short-term memory
Will fleetingly remember
Our gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement
Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement
Was in a hotel in Notting Hill Gate
Now in 1992
Staying in a hotel in Notting Hill Gate
Too busy to work
Just can't cut it
Married, 2 kids
I pretend to go to work
Got a porta-fax
Aftershave like mustard
Two pints of lager do me in
And The Spirit of Man
Is a pub I go in
I'm married, 2 kids
Have a peculiar goatish smell
Am a long-winded article
I get livid
Married, 2 kids
Married, 2 kids
And all over
Came mystic crew filth
The first was Dave Bush-babe
The second was Graham pony-tail
They were mystic crew filth
Crew filth
Came Dave Kiwi
He was crew filth
He had the shirts
He wouldn't meditate
on his monitor room
Mystic
Crew filth
Crew filth X4
Where did they come from?
The little motherfuckers
Nobody knows
Nobody bothers
Crew filth
Crew filth
One was a Bush-baby
One had tattoos on his legs
One had brown spectacles on his head
Motherfuckers
Crew filth
They had sensitive sides to their nature
They would smoke pot in their rooms
They were always behind you
That's why we kept our backs to the walls
You gotta watch your wallet, man
Crew filth
Bill was King of the fucking Motherfucker crew filth
He had to do some work one night
Then his hair turned white
Crew filth baby X3
Gotta watch your friends
Watch your girl
You never can tell
He might kill a tab
While you're jumping off
All your friends might turn out to be
Crew filth