The Combine

And life is very different, when you're in a crowd When you're in a crowd, you see things as they really are The smell the fear and hate, generated by all around I wanna breakaway, but the ties are too strong I wanna go on holiday, but the crowd says I can't See life is very difficult, when you're in a crowd Sometimes in the night, I wish I was faraway But then I realize, even escape will be in vain I wanna close my eyes and be like the rest I mean, nobody wants to die, although the crowd say they do Look, life is very intricate, when you're in a crowd Life becomes the movies And everyone has a role It's easy being the actors When the combine's the only star Sunday papers And the dailies Ena Sharples Page 3 girls News at ten War in Rhodesia Far away In a distant land But we're alright We're nice and warm here No one to hurt us Except ourselves