Pulp - The Will to Power lyrics

Walking from the scene of some humiliation
Feeling like a dog walking from the scene of
Some romantic triumph, feeling like God

Walk towards the small-town lights
Felt brighter than the lot of them
Can have anything, can never fail
The will to power
The force of destiny and efficiency
Generations glimpse the high pitch
Play it for real
Four billion spectators look on
Judging, analyzing, losing
Sinking, swimming, striving, longing, failing
Weak flesh projected through Europe on
Speed of all the needs
Suck and sate, forces of fate
A polemic, a sharp cutter
A fashion, a spirit, a simplicity
The only choice
The only voice in the darkness
The only choice, the only voice

1933, where are you now?
Where are the broken bottles?
Where's the toffs slumming it?
Where's the fanaticism? God!
Where's truth and beauty?

Walk towards the small-town lights
Felt brighter than the lot of them
Can have anything, can never fail
The will to power
The force of destiny and efficiency
Generations glimpse the high pitch
Play it for real
Four billion spectators look on
Judging, analyzing, losing
Sinking, swimming, striving, longing, failing
Weak flesh projected through Europe on
Speed of all the needs
Suck and sate, forces of fate
A polemic, a sharp cutter
A fashion, a spirit, a simplicity
The only choice
The only voice in the darkness
The only choice, the only voice

1933, where are you now?
Where are the broken bottles?
Where's the fanaticism?
Where's truth and beauty?

Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?