Lyrics

They-m?/ Lesley Hillebrand-Neesham/ Denis Chopin

Their world is so clean, it?s so germ-free it gleams and it smells like a hotel urinal,

In deepest suburbia they long to conform, to them it?s a case of survival.

And they come out in spring to tend their lollypop trees, their edgings, their borders and beds.

While a fraction of children play out on the lawn, they?ve forgotten how to misbehave.

They gather together at pottery classes to prove that they?re still individual.
They go out in drones to shop in the malls as dictated in T.V. commercials.
Wash the car on a Sunday, to work on a Monday in pastels to finish at five.
It?s the things they aspire to, it?s a nightmare to some, but it?s heaven to them in their eyes.

You?re one of them to someone, and when someone looks at you,

He cries, ?Hey man, you?re not one of us!? And you feel the same way too.

You?re one of them to someone, You feel oddly out of place

And when you look in the mirror you can?t recognise the face.

They hide in dark places, those scarred weathered faces, the bums we?d all rather not see.
On the edge of our vision they argue and reason the logic of a bottle of gin.
The beggars, the misfits, those lost in their hell and running away from themselves,
While we blissfully graze in our well-mannered way and we?d rather they went somewhere else.
They court our attention, those icons of fashion, the vacuous fruit of our age.
They?d sleep with the pope in the desperate hope of making tomorrows front page.
And they twirl for our pleasure, the victims of leisure, the puppets of the tabloid press.
But they all live in fear of their cracking veneer and I?m certain I couldn?t care less.
Chorus;
Solo;
They hold the balance of power, the anonymous players who gamble our lives for their gain,
The grey men of rumours who rule and control us, and nobody quite knows their name.
The keepers of truth, of knowledge and wealth, who decide what we?re not fit to know.
When you look from above, without passion or love,
At the top there?s nowhere left to go.