Now That I'm Out And I'm Shouting

Reign Of Blows Cascading Down Upon Your Shoulders Far Too Many Men Dressed Up As Soldiers The Lamb Is Brought To The Ground Under The Weight Of The Crown A Crown Of Thorns And Dark Deeds The Swastika And The Hammer And Sickle Are Symbols That Reap Only Weeds

And All The World Is Football-shaped It's Just For Me To Kick In Space And I Can See, Hear, Smell, Touch, Taste And I've Got One, Two, Three, Four, Five Senses Working Overtime Trying To Take This All In I've Got One, Two, Three, Four, Five Senses Working Overtime Trying To Taste The Difference 'tween A Lemon And A Lime Pain And Pleasure And The Church Bells Softly Chime.

For A Heart Without Love Is A Song With No Words And A Tune To Which No One Is Listening So Your Heart Must Give Love And You'll Find That You Shine Like Rain On The Leaves You'll Be Glistening.

Other Lands Became A Larder Full Of All The Good Things All We Had To Do Was Go And Take Blood The Colour Of The Rain That Grew Our Wicked Harvest Black The Colour Icing On Our Cake

You Know, I Was Such A Big Beatles Fan, And When I'd Buy A New Album I'd Invariably Hate It The First Time I Heard It 'cause It Was A Mixture Of Absolute Joy And Absolute Frustration. I Couldn't Grasp What They'd Done, And I'd Hate Myself For That.