Killing Joke - Pssyche Lyrics

Killing Joke Wardance / Pssyche cover art
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You're alone in the pack
You're feeling like you want to go home
You're feeling unfinished but you keep on going
The reason is there
You'll be falling 'til your feet are gone
Because your living a hoax
Sell us what you suss, no


Draw your brain, a sick inspiration
Your pill illusion
And then you ??follow a transfer??
Drugstore machine to play with your head
So you can stand back and watch
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
The ??scene's a show??
Knowing full well that you're on the range
Dodge the bullet or carry the gun, the choice is yours


Look at the controller
And now I see with a social degree
A middle-class hero
Rapist with your eyes on me
You pay some masturbation
A priest cheers for the nuns you ****
You'd wipe out spastics if you had the chance
But Jesus wouldn't like it, no

Track Listing
7" Vinyl 1
  • 1 Wardance
  • 2 Pssyche

  • Credits
    publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
    writers: Jeremy Coleman, Kevin Walker, Martin Glover, Paul Ferguson
    album: Track 2 in album Wardance / Pssyche
    release date: 1980-2
    popularity : 59 users have visited this page.
    genres: Rock
    styles: New Wave/Punk
    length: 4:58
    Album Information
    label: Malicious Damage
    country(area): United Kingdom
    format: 7" Vinyl
    script: Latin