Know Your Enemy

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


You've been this way since school
Dysfunctional, translucent
Royalty on your wall
So desperately mundane

They're inbred baby just like you
But you'd love the chance to eat their food
Even though it has been chewed

Royal correspondent
Sad and lonely
Royal correspondent
Kills her daily

Dream of the daily mail
It is the holy grail
And then the bbc
Your life would be complete

Build a fountain, wash away the poor
Just as long as your motives are pure
Hold on tight or you just might lose her

Royal correspondent
Wears their sunday best
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest

Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest

Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest

Smarter than the rest

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


I'm small and i'm tired
I'm blurred to bits and wired
I'm nothing in this universe
Nothing but pieces of dust

Appearing in more repeats
The mirror man has seen defeat
Hide away, be old and grey
Alfred j prufrock would be proud of me

Keep it together - hold it together
Keep it together - hold it together

Little someone in my own little guernica
Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question
Little someone in my own little guernica
Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker

Going now so happy and so loose
Making bigger holes in my stomach
Losing losing split down the middle
With no end and no beginning

I'm small and i'm tired
I'm blurred to bits and wired
I'm nothing in this universe
Nothing but pieces of dust

Keep it together - hold it together
Keep it together - hold it together

Little someone in my own little guernica
Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question
Little someone in my own little guernica
Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker

Keep it together - hold it together
Keep it together - hold it together

Little someone in my own little guernica
Sleep so heavy that it's out of the question
Little someone in my own little guernica
Wake up and pour myself another ice-breaker

Ice-breaker
Ice-breaker
Ice-breaker

Hello

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


My bedroom wall recalls what's in my head
A collage constructed and constantly fed
Goya mixes picasso but it's hardly spain
Look through the window, pissing down with rain

Lovely labradors outnumber musicians
Bonnie and clyde have made their good intentions
Pity poor payne stewart in a death bubble
But what a swing and so much bottle

So i convalesce and i ease the stress
Cos dna means does not accept
So i convalesce and i ease the stress
Cos dna means does not accept

Kleenex kitchen towels and teletext tv
My favourite inventions of the twentieth century
Haile gebrselassie looks so sweet and young
Eyes quickly shift to jack kevorkian

Uneven and tidal all with exit policies
Followed by anti-ballistic migraines
And brian warner has a tasty little ass
Scared of cash machines and the mardi gras

So i convalesce and i ease the stress
Cos dna means does not accept
So i convalesce and i ease the stress
Cos dna means does not accept

Alberto juanterino unique in his field
These are the things that, that make you feel
Klaus kinski with love off werner herzog
Scream until the war is over
Scream until the war is over

Srebrenica cousin of treblinka
Scream until the war is over
War is over
And dante's inferno slides into dismorphia
So scream until the war is over

So i convalesce and i ease the stress
Cos dna means does not accept
So i rehabilitate and get my body straight
Cos nothing fits like it used to fit

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


Where are you now?
Broken up or still around?
The cia says you're a guilty man
Will we see the likes of you again?

Can anyone make a difference anymore?
Can anyone write a protest song?
Pinky lefty revolutionary
Burnt at the stake for

A voice so pure - a vision so clear
I've got to learn to live like you
Learn to sing like you

Went to cuba to meet castro
Never got past sleepy moscow
A giant man with a heavenly voice
Mk ultra turned you paranoid

No passport 'til 1958
Mccarthy poisoned through with hate
Liberty lost still buried today
Beneath the lie of the usa

Say what you want
Say what you want

A voice so pure - a vision so clear
I've got to learn to live like you
Learn to sing like you

Now let the freedom train come zooming down the track
Gleaming in the sunlight for white and black
Not stopping at no stations marked colored nor white
Just stopping in the fields in the broad daylight

Stopping in the country in the wide open air
Where there never was a jim crow sign nowhere
And no lilly-white committees, politicians of note
Nor poll tax layer through which colored can't vote

And there won't be no kinda color lines
The freedom train will be yours
And mine

A voice so pure - a vision so clear
I've got to learn to live like you
Learn to sing like you

Sing it loud, sing it proud
I will be here, i will be found
Sing it loud, sing it proud
I will be here, i will be found

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


We use ourselves like politicians
For all the money and indecision - indecision
Indecision

Feels like there's no escape
Except through my hate
Second hand germ warfare
Denied oxygen everywhere

Like a stunned fox - with memory loss
A sad numb creature - i worship the painkiller
It is my epicentre
It is my epicentre

Non-existent energy adrenalin my god
Still clinging to the umbilical chord - umbilical chord
I'm breaking and i'm shaking - so delete the feeling
Beneath the real thing - delete the feeling - delete the feeling

Like a stunned fox - with memory loss
A sad numb creature - i worship the painkiller
It is my epicentre
It is my epicentre

I'm sleeping myself away
Into the blurred life of yesterday
I'm tip-tip-a-tapping tip-tip-a-tapping
My nerves are destroyed

Feels like there's no escape
Except through my hate
Second hand germ warfare
Denied oxygen everywhere

Like a stunned fox - with memory loss
A sad numb creature - i worship the painkiller
This is my epicentre
This is my epicentre

You don't drink - you don't get high
So make sure you take your medicine boy
You don't drink - you don't get high
So make sure you take your medicine boy

This is my epicentre

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


I got the wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby
I got the wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby

Time is going on
Time is leaving me
I got the wattsville blues
I got the wattsville blues now baby

But i still love the smile on your face
But i still love the sense of this place
I'm so happy i know i can never leave
Even though my, my brain it fucking bleeds

I got the wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby
I got the wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose

Time is going on
And time is killing me
I got the wattsville blues
I got the wattsville blues now baby

But i still love the smile on your face
But i still love the everything about this place
I'm so happy i know i can never leave
There's a part of me that will never leave

But i still love
But i still love

But i still love the smile on your face
But i still love the everything about this place
I'm so happy i know i can never leave
Even though my, my brain it fucking bleeds

I got the wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now baby
I got the wattsville blues now baby
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Wattsville blues
Wattsville blues

Don't want no friends
Don't want no friends
Don't want no
Don't want no
Don't want no friends
Don't want useless fuckers knocking at my door
Poxy fucking assholes following me
Don't you understand that i fucking despise
Every single living organism?

I'm dead

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


Into a vein exhibit the derelict
A secular mosaic distracted at birth
A cubist abstraction let it live forever
Narcissim so lonely so live by the sea

What a mess

Cosmetic - polemic
Distinguished by relics
Destructive aesthetic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous

Brutality is needed in capitalist society
Television abandoned my very entity
Nature failed me
But then it made me
We all pray for pluralist babies

Cosmetic - polemic
Distinguished by relics
Destructive aesthetic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous

Dismayed - dispossessed
Life becomes calvanist
So sparkle and believe
Linguistics die easily

Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous agnostic
Intravenous

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


Liberty, sweet liberty
Charitable respectability
Then pacifism killed us all
For all the tourists on the berlin wall

So we protest about human rights
Worship obesity as our birthright
But freedom of speech won't feed my children
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing

We love to kiss the dalai lama's ass
Because he is such a holy man
Free to eat and buy anything
Free to fuck from paris to beijing

Little boys with dangerous toys
All bow down to the beastie boys
But freedom of speech won't feed my children
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing

Royalty - hereditery - unelected and becalmed
Just like stalin, just like stalin
Human and useless

Bomb the chinese embassy
The west is free, oh the west is free
Laugh at the hammer and sickle
It is antique, oh it is antique

And see the love in richard gere's eyes
Js pemberton saved our lives
But freedom of speech won't feed my children
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing
Just brings heart disease and bootleg clothing