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New Model Army

Better Than Them

 

Better Than Them

(album: No Rest For The Wicked - 1985)


This is our town
This is Friday night
Dressed in our rags
And our rage and our best
Piercing eyes looking for something
Anything, just anyone

Stare across the floors
They begin to dance
Missing all the rhythms
And the chosen right steps
And we laugh and we drink
In our corner again
We're better than them
We're better than them

Divided we were born
Divided we live
Divided we fall
Yeah, divided we die
Still we tell ourselves
Over and over again
We're better than them
We're better than them

With our hunger and our hatred
We all walk this town
With our fear and our weakness
Just holding on

With our doubt and our emptiness
And this cold, cold frown
We got to be so important
We'll put the whole damn world down

And we build the walls
That we can hide behind
And our finest weapon
Is our poisoned pride
Here in this town
Where the jealousies burn
We're watching you

And truth is only
What we need it to be
To bring us survival
Through each and every day
Where nowhere is safe
And nowhere is home
Just be cool

And what was she wearing
And what did he say
Who goes with who
And what did they do?
Yeah, we tell ourselves
Over and over again
We're better than them
We're better than them

With our hunger and our hatred
We all walk this town
With our fear and our weakness
Just holding on

With our doubt and our emptiness
And this cold, cold frown
We got to be so important
We'll put the whole damn world down

Divided we were born
Divided we live
Divided we fall
Yeah, divided we die
Still we tell ourselves
Over and over again
We're better than them
We're better than them

We're better than them
(We're not like them!)
We're better than them...

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