Dirty Joke - Steve Everitt & Louise Dowd

Facts and figures the clocks turn backwards Facts and figures turn anticlockwise Many signposts leading to the same place I wonder who chose the colour scheme it's very nice Unspeakable! Keep running 'cos it's nightmare time Wvery direction leading to the same place I wonder who chose the colour scheme it's very nice I wonder who chose the colour scheme it's very nice Unspeakable!

I was born to see two thousand years Of man's effect upon the planet Extinction seems to be a plausible risk Whatever happens well I'm part of all this My life I've been waiting for this moment All my life I've been waiting for this moment to come Taste the salt of my tears Take the wealth of my years Singing in the millennium with you Resolutions for show Old ways don't seem to know Singing in the millennium with you Fire burn all our uncertainties Water wash away impurities Contradictions and predictions abound Yes I believe that we can turn it around My life I've been waiting for this moment All my life I've been waiting for this moment to come Taste the salt of my tears Take the wealth of my years Singing in the millennium with you Resolutions for show Old ways don't seem to know Singing in the millennium with you My life I've been waiting for this moment My life I've been waiting for this moment All my life I've been waiting for this moment All my life I've been waiting for this moment to come Taste the salt of my tears Take the wealth of my years Singing in the millennium with you Resolutions for show Old ways don't seem to know Singing in the millennium with you Taste the salt of my tears Take the wealth of my years Singing in the millennium with you Resolutions for show Old ways don't seem to know Singing in the millennium with you

Adorations Courage and Cowards move, heroes to ecstasy Welcomes of war and wounds, vigil and victory Structures of atoms dance, sugar towards the taster, Prey to the predator, love as we're falling down Through light and laughter flow, to dirge and death we go, Mindless processions move, lanterns of burning towns, Welcome to fray and feast, bliss in all sorrows found, Rhythms and random moves and waves of adorations. Patterns I'm finding As pain and joy and sorrow mingle. Patterns we're finding Our faces raised in adorations. Deserts are paradise, awake to genocides. Delight and suffering, these roles that we have found Nourished by food we eat, hungered by waste excrete From apes or sons of god, let every act be sacred. Patterns I'm finding As pain and joy and sorrow mingle. Patterns we're finding Our faces raised in adorations.

Man watching video The bomb keeps on ticking. He doesnt know why He's just cattle for slaughter. The Requiem The Requiem The Requieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeem When the meaningful words When they cease to function When there's nothing to say When will they start plotting against you The requiem The requiem The requieeeeeeeeeeeeeem Only a hint of religion Uncensored truths for the novelty. The sound of breaking glas This is a reflection The requiem The requiem The requiem The