The Beautiful Dead by Killing Joke

Artist: Killing Joke

Album: Extremeties, Dirt, And Various Repressed Emotions

Killing Joke Extremeties, Dirt, And Various Repressed Emotions The Beautiful Dead



The crowd was one (oblivion ran deep)

A consciousness of cannon-fodder walking in its sleep
Vacant expressions (and don't look ahead)
Everybody dance with the beautiful dead I said!

All queue up and gravel for a hit
SOmeone pulls the reins then you chew at the bit
Encouraged by commercials to spend beyond my means
I laughed as it all fell apart at the seams

(Hey! Take a look at tomorrow)

But will I inherit the good green earth?
Such a lovely world

All mod-cons there was dust on the drums
My electronic beat-box got the job done
Everybody emulate the pulse of the soul
And change your clothes (to make you feel whole)
Effort and sweat was a thing of the past (they said!)
Welcome to the world of the beautiful dead


Author: Killing Joke

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