A PAST GONE MAD Lyrics

Serial killers were always a bore in my book,
Along with Spangles and soccer books.
Rid us of old fogeys
Scuttling and swerving over the roads
Comma,
Kids in pubs.
Pa*sable


Why is Pete Gabriel always following us?
And before the grub comes a moralist,
Dissonance of infotainment


A past gone mad!
Alive and well, he is on all channels
[Kiki Dee]
Dwelling in craven environment


If I ever end up like Ian McShane* slit my throat with a kitchen tool
And if I ever end up like U2 slit my throat with a garden vegetable


A past gone mad
Pa*sable


Take a look back
Rear-view mirror: it's all behind you


A present gone mad
Tra-tra-la, follow, track that lava
Past, present gone mad.
Pa*sable
A past gone mad.