Somewhere out in that
dark forsaken night
Time was running out for you
And as I dropped exhausted to bed
The global atmospherics carried news
I'd been out too long,
too tired to turn the radio on
All I wanted was sleep
Now listen, I'm not one for
worship in the past
It's deceitful and plays
tricks upon the mind
Not to ignore it would be just as bad
As pretending you've no
nose between your eyes
I awoke to a bone,
could start to the day I'm old
Long as I got out of bed
I stood in the freezing cold
Listening to your silent tone
As you told me he was dead
I've got my screaming,
I've got my losing control
I'm screaming and shouting
from my head to my toes
I hear the beating as the tears fall out
As irritation went over
my skin
I read the newspapers
of bastions of lies
And wondered how much
of it was true
Cause in the past they seem to take delight
In writing loads of
rubbish about you
Soon I'll advertise
Shoddy products and merchandise
The final fortunes of fame
Imagine you've no privacy
Throughout your waking life
Every careless word and rapsweep
I've hurled up towards the light
Every movement, every posture
Every smile and every turn
Is documented carefully below
What's in the
FBI?
A dossier has come to light
Its existence has finally grown
Watch the ones who spat in his face
Bend over backwards to say
he was great
They've turned the final scrap
I'm trying to shove my head
to match those eyes
I'm screaming as I tear tomorrow out
I'm scared to take it,
I know I must go
Screaming, screaming,
screaming
Screaming, screaming,
I have the humour for a single man
where thousands die every day
Well, a powerful voice for human rights has been
sung from heaven it self