Fatima Mansions - The Loyaliser Lyrics
The model volcano by the giant gas tankThe street corner gun-market next to the robbed bankThe poorhouse next to the uniroyal palaceA tower of riches, beside it the abyssSit in the gridlock under the stopped clockLong for a new taste? suck on a breeze-blockYour brain is a doughnut, your spirits a dry cupThis place has the poison to fill them all right upLockdown london--Headbutt the pebble-dashThe girl with the bit nails and fondness for blackmailYou made her a secret, now she knows she cant failYour weakness was known well, she earned her a bombshellHer lifes worth of grievance now hangs from your coat-tailsThe little drummer-boy sadly (though eloquent) *****esToo old for the bluff game or overnight richesHe meets with your pen friend, they speak of your badnessAnd compose a duet--sounds like tarzan and callasIve been a victimiser and Ive been victimisedIve been a sly betrayer who has been demonisedIve been an instrument of all I hateSo heres to all you absent leeches--safeIm not around to hear your pious speeches while youre...Chorus:Waiting for a date from the loyaliserWaiting for a date from the loyaliserCrying for a sign from the loyaliserTime always on the side of the loyaliserInto thinner air with the loyaliserYou get older, you get scared but you get no wiserNow you must adjust your ears to the sound of troubleGetting louder and louder and louder and louderForget the like-with-like, now there is only otherAs the walls begin to buckle and turn into powderCowed figures under railway archesWait for the coming stormTheyve already seen your great providerIn his true bloodthirsty human formTime to get criminal-mindedTake any way out when you find itAnd those who stay around do so because theyre blindedNo light at all when youre...chorusLockdown london...Just a prison...
