Walking from the scene of some humiliation feeling like a dog

Walking from the scene of some romantic triumph feeling like God

Walk towards the small town lights  felt brighter than the lot of them
Can have anything  can never fail
The will to power  the force of destiny and efficiency

Generations glimpse the high pitch  play it for real

Four billion spectators look on;

Judging  analysing  losing; sinking  swimming

Striving  longing  failing

Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs;
Suck and sate  forces of fate

A polemic  a sharp cutter  a fashion  a spirit  a simplicity

The only choice  the only voice  in the darkness

The only choice  the only voice

1933  where are you now

Where are the broken bottles
Where's the toffs slumming it
Where's the fanaticism

Where's truth and beauty

Walk towards the small town lights
Felt brighter than the lot of them
Can have anything  can never fail
The will to power  the force of destiny and efficiency

Generations glimpse the high pitch  play it for real
Four billion spectators look on;

Judging  analysing  losing; sinking

Swimming  striving  longing  failing

Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs;

Suck and sate  forces of fate

A polemic  a sharp cutter  a fashion  a spirit  a simplicity

The only choice  the only voice  in the darkness

The only choice  the only voice

1933  where are you now
Where are the broken bottles
Where's the fanaticism

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beauty