Killing Joke - Pssyche

Lyrics

Ah!

Ohhh!

Ohhh!

You're alone in the pack

You're feeling like you want to go home

You're feeling unfinished but you keep on going

The reason is there

You'll be falling 'til your feet are gone

Because your living a hoax

Sell us what you suss, no

Ah!

Draw your brain, a sick inspiration

Your pill illusion

And then you ??follow a transfer??

Drugstore machine to play with your head

So you can stand back and watch

Take part and learn

Yeah...yeah!

Yeah...yeah!

Ah!

Yeah!

If you don't know the game then you're still part of it

Because out on the streets it's strange

The ??scene's a show??

Knowing full well that you're on the range

Dodge the bullet or carry the gun, the choice is yours

Yeah!

Yeah!

Look at the controller

And now I see with a social degree

A middle-class hero

Rapist with your eyes on me

You pay some masturbation

A priest cheers for the nuns you fuck

You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance

But Jesus wouldn't like it, no

Ah!

Ah!