I can't laugh
I can't cry
I can't see inside of me
Don't know the reason why
I ain't straight
And I ain't high
I'm the ugly in between
Can't live and I can't die
I wanna screamAnd I can't win
My life's a living soundtrack
For a human horror film
I can't feel
And I can't love
My mama never showed me how
I never was enough
I can't laugh
And I can't smile
I'll sacrifice my aged elders
To show me how to die
I can't love
And I can't feel
And my mother never loved me
Deep down she hated me
I can't fuck
I can't feel
I'm one bizzare motherfucker
What the fuck's inside of me
I'll kill the beast
So to free my soul
And smash the mirrorsThat won't let me go
Oh if there's a smile that ya see
It's only the clockwork orange that's in me
I curse the darkness impassioned plea
And tear the heart out and watch me bleed
I'll sacrifice my blood for free
To satisfy the vengence that's in me
And bury the mirror that's inside meSome people might say my life is in a rut,
But I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more,
But I'm so happy I can't see the point.
Somethings happening here today
A show of strength with your boy's brigade and,
I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money - of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes
And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got -
I'm going underground, (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow
Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me, I've enough already on my plate
People might need some tension to relax
Mem, I'm too busy dodging between the flak
What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the public wants what the public gets
But I don't get what this society wants
I'm going underground, (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow
We talk and talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
The braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!
Going underground, I'm going underground!