The Combine

And life is very different, when you're in a crowd

When you're in a crowd, you see things as they really are

The smell the fear and hate, generated by all around

I wanna breakaway, but the ties are too strong

I wanna go on holiday, but the crowd says I can't

See life is very difficult, when you're in a crowd

Sometimes in the night, I wish I was faraway

But then I realize, even escape will be in vain

I wanna close my eyes and be like the rest

I mean, nobody wants to die, although the crowd say they do

Look, life is very intricate, when you're in a crowd

Life becomes the movies

And everyone has a role

It's easy being the actors

When the combine's the only star

Sunday papers

And the dailies

Ena Sharples

Page 3 girls

News at ten

War in Rhodesia

Far away

In a distant land

But we're alright

We're nice and warm here

No one to hurt us

Except ourselves