The Police

The Police - Synchronicity lyrics

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Grandmother screaming at the wall

 We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies
 We can't hear anything at all
 Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
 But we all know her suicides are fake
 Daddy only stares into the distance
 There's only so much more that he can take
 Many miles away
 Something crawls from the slime
 At the bottom of a dark
 Scottish lake

 Another industrial ugly morning
 Tha factory belches filth into the sky
 He walks unhindered through the picket lines today
 He doesn't think to wonder why
 The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street
 But all he ever thinks to do is watch
 And every so called meeting with his so called superior
 Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
 Many miles away
 Something crawls to the surface
 Of a dark Scottish loch

 Another working day has ended
 Only the rush hour hell to face
 Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
 Contestants in a suicidal race
 Daddy crips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
 He knows that something somewhere has to break
 He sees the family home now looming in his headlights
 The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
 Many miles away
 There's a shadow on the door
 Of a cottage on the shore
 Of a dark Scottish lake

 Many miles away
 Many miles away
 Many miles away
 Many miles away
 Many miles away
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: A&M Records

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Released in: 1988

Language: English

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