SEX TOY


She’s shaking up the Congress

The papers just can’t wait

Want to print her picture

Expose some head of state


They’re calling it a scandal

For her, it’s won acclaim

He’s gone into seclusion

Hiding from the shame


Sex toy!  Sex toy!  Sex toy!




JUNKYARD GANG


Pushed their buttons

Fired their weapons

Annihilated the Earth of the human race

A destiny of pain and ruin

With no compense after its doing

Condemned below the surface

By a pointless victory

The epitaph of a planet

Deemed to infamy

No hope to survive

Only fleeting remorse




YOU'RE A MESS


Want people to believe

You never had it good

Perverting sympathy

Is your livelihood

You lay waste in a state

Of disarray

Won’t do nothing

To change your ways

Procrastinating

Is your favourite trait

That’s why you’re second-rate

You’re a mess and it’s obvious

You’re the very worst of a mess

Turned out to be

Nothing but a pest




NEO-TYRANNY


Stirring the weak’s emotions

By offering them provocation

Swayed by a leader

Claiming to be a savior

Interprets the issues

To his own behalf

What can you achieve

By the use of coercion?

Resurgents breed a neo-tyranny

Brutal measures troubling the times




XENOPHOBIA


The wind is filled with caution

Scented with mistrust

Reselling of our foreign aid

Racks at society’s patience

I’m never occupied by your

Tourist consumerism

Xenophobia

With their different ways

Can’t understand

What they’re trying to say




MAD NEIGHBORHOOD


The efficiency of routine

Has become confinement

And many go

Restless on their own regrets

And they seek

Cheap reconciliation

Just to ease

Some of their own contempt

Mad neighborhood

Even gets the rich nervous




REIGN OF TERROR


Balance your designs

On subjugated ground

Sporadic targeting

Air their demands


Covert radicals

Take refuge in asylum

Allies reluctance

Afraid of reprisals


Reign of terror

We won’t give in


Reign of terror

We won’t give in


Reign of terror

We won’t give in!




ANGRY


She’s the razor’s edge

Piercing the social night

Neon hair

That bristles with a glow

You try to keep collected

Shocked on sight

Angry

Ripping up mediocrity

Angry

Graffiti

That stings the wall



                                                 RECORDED 2 NOVEMBER 1987