Текст песни The Fatima Mansions - Your World Customer
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In the bright-lit railway station, 3 A.M.in a town whose active life is at an endI was met by a rich man dressed in a panda furwho said, "If I can keep smiling I can change the world."What world?"Lord Straight Banana, Lord Paper Twine,Lord Biting Yo-Yo, they`re all friends of mine.Lord Trannie Dolequeue, Lord Private Zoo,Lord Hanging Bishop and Lord Valium, too.""I know you think you have a jobbut the whole world knows it`s ended.Why do you laugh at the dying of the senile godon whom your devilish life depended?"Shop-soiled and brokenin a part not clearly seenYou`ll have no Armegeddon, no more screamsPleasant dreams...CHORUS:Your world, your world, your world customerYour world, your world, your world, your worldI said, "I`m sure your faith in what you cannot seehas made your slumbers sounder but it won`t work for me.I am sick of fresh starts, of the promises I`ve heardfrom my lips and others of a brighter world.""Now I`m a punchdrunk sailor who cannot picture land,an exhausted atom in a grain of sand.They who can`t be frozen like a teenage corpsemust be isolated and tied up in knots."Fake chrome and a lick of paintand a change of name announcedby some menswear dummy turned messengerof a master whose name he cannot pronounceYou feast on bargain-basement dregsGet your self-delusions off the well-worn pegNo new hierarchy, female or maleNo Santa, Elvis or Holy GrailShop-soiled and clueless, too indebted to inspectwhat both feeds and defets you--no respectI`m beaten, but I still rejectthis world, just like a sentenceWithout crime or guilt or sinso give the panda back his skinand give the berries back their gin--CHORUS