Overture
Part One, Part Two (instrumental)
Part Three: War Games
We've stripped war down to essentials
We don't waste no time or flesh
Beautiful is our destruction
Clean and flesh!
You don't have to follow leaders
You don't have to choose a side
No opinions volunteered by the millions
Who died
Don't feel you're a pawn or private
You can be the rank you choose
No that it makes any difference
You lose
Someone up there doesn't like me
Doesn't want this girl alive
I've done what is most forbidden-
Survive!
I don't know who moves the counters
Deals the cards or makes the laws
Gives the orders pulls the levers
Playing wars
I'm a peaceful soul I swear it
I don't wish no human ill
But let me at those warring players
I'd kill!
They got me wanting to kill...
I want to hate...
Wanting to kill...
Corruption - it's great...
Julia
Run - heart in my mouth
Run so hard that it beats
and repeats in my head like a gun
East - west, north and south
No direction to go
but I know that the ending's begun
I know I made a mistake coming here again
But I had to remind myself of where and
when
We threw off our chains
Hid ourselves in ourselves from the world
and its organised hell
Now - nothing remains
Barely a trace of the place where I knew
him well
Down
Down he said get on the floor
And stay well away from the door
Or someone will see us for sure
And I
Loved him like no-one before
Princess madonna and whore
Kept coming back for more
Run - goodness know where
I'm a poor refugee
and I might as well be on the moon
Still why should I care?
I had it all in one grand afternoon
Down
Down he said get on the floor
And stay well away from the door
Or someone will see us for sure
And I
Loved him like no-one before
Princess madonna and whore
Kept coming back for more
I
Feeling the death and decay
Didn't expect him to stay
Stay with me Julia stay
But I
Only remember that day
As ruler of all I survey
And nothing can take that away
The Hymn
I would not love you if I understand you
I do not want to behold your face
Uncomprehending I'm contented
Knowing my station and my place
Oh precious saviour
Oh great creator
Don't give me signs I don't want to see
Better by far that you stay unfathomed
I could not love someone just like me
Uncomprehending I'm contented
Knowing my station and my place
The Room (instrumental)
Robot Man
I had doubts as to where we're going
But you gotta hand it to the guys upstairs
I've been put on a whole new programme
Don't have to handle my own affairs
Everything I want is on my print-out
I don't need anything any more
I'm not confused by useless knowledge
I don't even know if it's 1984 for sure
Rules rule ok ask no questions
Welcome to the age of consent
Fasten seat belts drive with caution
Don't take shots at the president
Robot man is a wonderful creation
Automatically obeys the law
Laws of nature, man and physics
I don't even know if it's 1984 for sure
1984?
The only thing you have to know
Big brother is watching you
You love him
Robot man is a wonderful creation
Automatically obeys the law
You love him, you love him, you love him
I don't even know if it's 1984 for sure
The only thing you have to know
Big brother is watching you
You love him
What I need is a real emotion
A little love and a lot of despair
Robot man has a problem breathing
Robot man don't know how to care
Paid my dues but the dudes don't listen
I'd cry out but who the hell for?
I'd love to know what is means to suffer
I don't even know if it's 1984 for sure
1984?
Sorry (instrumental)
No Name
I know I'm asking a lot
Forgive my persistence
But I want what I haven't got
Proof of my existence
Look up - what do I see
Mankind looking like me
And I know it's not because I am
mankind's hero
At times it's good to hide
Get swept along with the tide
But I've suddenly seen that I'm one big zero
No name - tell me, who am I?
what's my name?
what's my name?
Forgotten Memories (instrumental)
The Proles
Who's deprived and depraved?
Who's been carrying the can?
Who's been working till his fingers bleed
Since this planet began?
That's you and me baby
Ain't no different now
Ain't no progress been made
We still get it from the guys who got it
Screwed, hammered, laid
Us honey - the prole tariat
We are the underlings, the vulgar common herd
Who's the guy who gets hit?
Who's got his back to the wall?
Sent to the front line by generals
In well protected halls
I'm dirty, I'm common, I'm prole?
I would take to the streets
But I know where I'm at
I stay in my apartment on the 99th floor
You can't get lower than that
And I'm at the bottom - I'm a prole?
We are the underlings, the vulgar common herd
1984 (instrumental)