Killing Joke - Pssyche lyrics
[Killing Joke - Pssyche lyrics]
You're alone in the pack
You're feeling like you want to go home
You're feeling life's finished but
You keep on going
The reason is there but you won't find
It till you've been and gone
Because you're living a hoax:
Someone's got you sussed
Dull your brain or seek inspiration
You peel illusion and then you
Find it's a transfer
Drugs for the machine to play with your head
So you can stand back and watch
Or take part and learn
If you don't know the game then
You're still part of it
Because out on the streets it's
Strange to see the show
Knowing full well that you're on the range
Dodge the bullets or carry the gun
The choice is yours
Look at the controller: a Nazi
With a social degree a middle-class hero
A rapist with your eyes on me
You feast on masturbation
A priest cheers to the nuns you fuck
You'd wipe out spastics if you had the
Chance but Jesus wouldn't like it
You're feeling like you want to go home
You're feeling life's finished but
You keep on going
The reason is there but you won't find
It till you've been and gone
Because you're living a hoax:
Someone's got you sussed
Dull your brain or seek inspiration
You peel illusion and then you
Find it's a transfer
Drugs for the machine to play with your head
So you can stand back and watch
Or take part and learn
If you don't know the game then
You're still part of it
Because out on the streets it's
Strange to see the show
Knowing full well that you're on the range
Dodge the bullets or carry the gun
The choice is yours
Look at the controller: a Nazi
With a social degree a middle-class hero
A rapist with your eyes on me
You feast on masturbation
A priest cheers to the nuns you fuck
You'd wipe out spastics if you had the
Chance but Jesus wouldn't like it