Story Behind The Song

Recorded in 2003

Lyrics

I was standing by the roadside feeling kind of pie eyed
While the whole world's buzzin all them poor fools that died
Everyone's waiting for someone to come along
Can't trust the government man the left side says that the right is wrong

We're down in the gutters while they sit on their thrones
Every now and then they throw the good dogs a bone
Happy house yeah gimme a happy home
He's on the phone, christ! do you really need to be shown?

It's the highest bid - woh yeah
They keep it under a lid - woh yeah
While they try to get rid
Of you - yeah you

Quiet as church mice walking on thin ice
Don't wanna put your foot in it well boy you better think twice
Everybody wants a slice, well wouldn't that be nice
You one in 7 billion boy you know they got your balls in a vice

Get up to get down working for half a crown
A penny a dozen man how much flesh for your pound
9 till 5 yo, take you dive yo
Wouldn't you rather just, I dunno, be alive?!

It's the highest bid - woh yeah
They keep it under a lid - woh yeah
While they try to get rid
Of you - yeah you

[instrumental]

They'll sweep you underneath the rug walk all over you and shrug
Keep a record of your past, make sure you don't come out last

Find direction, face dissection
Stones and cones get my vote in an election

Government orders, won't let you cross the borders