taken from "grind crusher" (earache, 1989).
Lyrics:
Sometimes it's so frustrating
I feel so fuckin' trapped
Conform, be good
Or else you're in the crap
One thing i know for sure
I'll never just accept
Hands reaching from all around
People screaming, no ones there
These fucking adverts drive me nuts
Everywhere i go i hear my name
Talk to friends and they're all the same
We've got to smash the bonds and get out
Gotta get to work
Gotta get to the shop
Gotta fill in a form
Gotta go back home again
Too many people getting in my way
Too many buildings blocking out the sky
Too many cars coughing out fumes
Too much humanity in such a small place
I can't handle all the people in town
Civilization just gets me down
Everyones to busy to wanna have a chat
This rat race city ain't for me
Well i've got a cure
I'm gonna heal the sickness
Soon all will be quiet
So i can hear the birds sing
I'm gonna drive down the water works
Gonna empty in what i bought with me
One thousand gallons of WD40
It'll find its way through the pipes to every tap
Little cogs and big cogs soon won't feel good
And this stinking town will grind to a halt
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