Existing on this planet; terror, fear and panic
Our destiny tragic and concern merely sporadic
The truth is problematic, they wanna see it in a different light so they go and paint it metallic
Some stay penned in and static
Others just blend in life automatic
Move with the traffic, they're packaged and in a packet
They're managed and in a bracket
They ravage, damage and hammer it
If they want it they're having it
Their relentless persistence is nothing but pneumatic
Beat mother nature to death with fucking black and blue magic
Whose planet is this? We'll take what we wanna use damn it!
But the response is volcanic and so emphatic
Leave a nasty taste in the deepest part of their souls pallet
Imprinted onto the mind of a child in bold italics
This is revolution antithesis of controlling masses

They can't see it, can't ever free it
All the pain she feels inside
They don't know it, never gonna show it
All the time she fights to survive
Not with it, couldn't ever give it
Time of day to justify
They don't want it, never confront it
Until there's no more time

So mans greatest invention
Soon to be the ladies biggest killer we pray for intervention
So ironic like banks going bankrupt
And yanks funding the people that are now blowing their tanks up
Financial institutions given government money
Let the taxpayer foot the bill until they recover fully
Let politicians run up expenses
The working class on the frontline can feel how deep the trench is
Fifty percent payrise in two years for GP's

And turn local surgeries into fewer PCC's
Invest the money in training man then maybe he
Could notice the brutality they inflicted on baby P
And Zimbabwe the definition of catastrophe
22 pence a government doctors monthly salary
I call it crimes against humanity
But people are cracking on and showing a disgusting amount of apathy

They can't see it, can't ever free it
All the pain she feels inside
They don't know it, never gonna show it
All the time she fights to survive
Not with it, couldn't ever give it
Time of day to justify
They don't want it, never confront it
Until there's no more time

They nationalise banks and fucking building societies
But where's my dividends and percentage of the proprietary
Se that there is tax payers wonga
The same shit they used for supporting a war monger
The same shit they used or arming Iraq
And the same shit that funded offensives to go and take it back
Man they really think we're that stupid
I wonder how many people in Abu Ghraib were fucking executed
People disgusted at the news reports and seeing war
But chastise immigrants when all they're doing is fleeing war
We see it more and more, the former Yugoslavia, Somalia
But you're stuck in the chronicles of Narnia
A commercial market fantasy bubble
And don't understand that your soul is understandably troubled
We all have an individual destiny
But the fate of the planet lies with everybody collectively