Текст песни Who Runs The Place

First sign of madness you talk yourself second sign of madness yoursef talks back
First sign of madness you talk yourself second sign of madness yoursef talks back
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I'm shouting out loud with the rest of the shower
Shaking our fists in vain down the corridors of power
Been queuening and queuening for god know how many hours
Outside the tent pissing in for this long man it's downer
They say the buck stops here but if it does i never see it
Following the fingers poiting opposite directions i lost it
Took me a week to see the boss to learn that he's not in charge
A 1000 people said they could so that one could say they can't
And i see vast quantities of people without a face
I don't now who runs this place
I don't now who runs this place
Tell me how high i gotta go all the way from god to the devil below
Before i get to want i really now wanna know
And i wanna know who run da place?
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Cashpoint is kaput and me nerves are shaterred
You have an infinite choice over the things that doesn't matter
One elite or two more thatcherite than thatcher
In a race to the death with a white van man i admit defeat i'm the man with no plan
Watch a vampire a poodle a chat show host with a tan
Try to squeeze into a 3 second attetion span
And i stick two fingers up into outer space
I don't know who runs this place i don;t know who runs this place
Tell me how high i gotta go all the way from god to the devil below
Before i get to want i really wanna know and i wanna know
Who run da place?
Prime minister of chancellor television or newspaper
Foreign banks or backhanders?
Traffic wardens or arms dealers
Lizardmen or aliens
Mondeo man or estate agents
Presidanecy or illuminati
One thing i know it ain't you or me
They mus never succeed in turning us into them