The Crowd

(альбом: Energy - 1989)

Wrenched into the world
Deanesthesized
Blurry images fight their way
Through halfway opened eyes
Wakened by alarm
15 minutes of hygiene
20 minutes of eating
30 seconds to the door
Looked outside
Looked into the eyes of the impersonal mob I've seen a thousand times before
Feelings undercover like books on a shelf
If we're scared of one another, we must be scared of ourselves

More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
We need a gathering instead

Drink, drink in the badlands
Liquid bread for the poor
Another member of the crowd goes out
To drown in the liquor store
Choose escape through the heartlands
Of product and demand
When you're feeling like a wasp in a storm
You got to get away anyway that you can

More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
We need a gathering instead

More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
More than just another crowd
We need a gathering instead