a past gone mad lyrics – fall

serial killers were always a bore in my book,
along with spangles and soccer books.
rid us of old fogeys
scuttling and swerving over the roads
comma,
kids in pubs.
p*ssable

why is pete gabriel always following us?
and before the grub comes a moralist,
dissonance of infotainment

a past gone mad!
alive and well, he is on all channels
(kiki dee)
dwelling in craven environment

if i ever end up like ian mcshane* slit my throat with a kitchen tool
and if i ever end up like u2 slit my throat with a garden vegetable

a past gone mad
p*ssable

take a look back
rear-view mirror: it’s all behind you

a present gone mad
tra-tra-la, follow, track that lava
past, present gone mad.
p*ssable
a past gone mad.

/ fall lyrics