I know you think you deserve
An explanation on the meaning of life
But what you think that you heard
Slipped away at the back of your mind

You´ll get your mucky fingers burnt
You get your truth from the lies you were learned
And all your plastic believers will leave us
And they won´t return
(Walk on)

And when you look in the mirror
And you´re tying up your buttons and bows
And as you face your disease
You can squeeze into the emperor´s clothes

You found your God in a paperback
You get your history from the union jack
And all your brothers and sisters have gone
And they won´t come back

I´m fed up with life in the city
All the phonies have blown my mind

When I´m gone, yeah, you look like you´d miss me
So come along with me
But don´t ask why
Cos it´s all mine
It´s all mine
It´s all mine
It´s all mine

It´s all mine
It´s all mine
It´s all mine
It´s all mine