All the counselors, in Blackpool

With their poxy cars, can just fuck off

You're much too old, to persecute us

Bet your sick about the local publicity huh? Thank you!





Chorus:

Too much confusion

Too much confusion

Too much confusion, out there





( ? ), spouting shit

Well you ain't too convincing

You know you can't fool everybody

All the violence, all the reporters sniffing around

Tomorrow's headlines, we all know who's gonna get the blame, don't we huh?





(Repeat Chorus)





There's so many people, condemning me

They're just trying to dictate, tell me what to think

Well I don't need your prayers, I don't need your write-ups

And I don't need your putdowns, so just go and mess with someone else's life will ya?





(Repeat Chorus)