I'm so tired
I'm so tired of squinting past these gaudy lights
I'm so sick
I'm so sick and tired of seeing all these sights
I feel a throbbing in my head - living here I'm better dead
And my heart begins to pound - the city starts to spin around
I can't remember what I said - everything I see turns red
I'm swamped by sin, can't keep it in - I want to shout and scream
Just burn it down
Burn the whole town
Tear it down to the ground
Don't leave one brick standing
Burn it down
I can't stand
I can't stand the way no-one meets my eyes
I can't run
I can't run away fast enough from their lies
Palaces on every side - gold and diamonds for the bride
Join in dancing as her bands - play their songs with bloody hands
But don't film her in the street - we might see her muddy feet
A "proper" edit shows you more - brings her assets to the fore
I don't think
I don't think she understands her ugliness
I can't see
I can't see how she could fail to even guess
Don't enquire into her past - how could she be queen at last?
So civilised, the truth revised - so glamorous and sanitised
Standing brazen, unashamed - though her vices have been named
Inviting all to turn the trick - but she only makes me sick