From : pablosc88
Added: May 20, 2007
The Police-Sinchronicity II Another suburban family morning Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies We cant hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But we know all her suicides are fake Daddy only stares into the distance Theres 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 The factory belches filth into the sky He walks unhindered through the picket lines today He doesnt 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 single 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 lake 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 grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance He knows that something somewhere has to break He sees the family home now looming in the headlights The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache Many miles away Theres a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark scottish lake Many miles away, many miles away
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