Safety in numbers together
|
Nobody can tell us if we're thick or if we're clever
|
See him, victim, shouting
|
Telling all the people that we're meeting in a field
|
Safety in numbers together
|
Nobody can tell us if we're thick or if we're clever
|
See him, victim, shouting
|
Telling all the people that we're meeting in a field
|
And we are foolishly drawn
|
|
We'll meet, we'll talk, we'll rush
|
The gods of not very much
|
We'll meet, we'll talk, we'll rush
|
The gods of not very much
|
|
A strange dude in brown shoes with holes through
|
Stands at Speaker's Corner with a memo tape recorder
|
Nightfall, the crowd come, his bible
|
Opened at a page that says he made us all the same
|
How funny, ironic, the crowd they
|
They agree to differ as they're wearing the same T-shirt
|
Fit in, convention, nothing
|
You're just talking rubbish and you know that you're not
|
Playing with us
|
'Cos we're the gods of not very much
|
|
-----------------
|
THE GODS OF NOT VERY MUCH
|
| Mansun |
