Lunar Circus - recorded live at the Piccadilly, Kings Cross, Sydney.
(Lyrics & music Howard Jackson)
In this changing world
So much that you can do
You can sit around playing Space Invaders
Or drinking gallons of booze
You can retire when youre old in your padded room
Or you can set fire to the false messiah
Cry out, cry out, cry out
And hey there girl
So much for you to choose
Every day youre looking cuter behind your computer
Punching cards, such a cheerful future
All you desire, is Mister Right on your honeymoon
But you can set fire to the false messiah
Cry out, cry out, cry out
No false messiah, No false messiah, No!
Oh father, dear, you sure enough have paid your dues
Fifty years at the office, hating the bosses
Lick your wounds, count your losses
All you require is not quite what you assume
Just go set fire to the false messiah
Cry out, cry out, cry out
No!
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