The Motel
For we're livingin a safety zoneDon't be holding back from meWe're living from hour to hour down hereAnd we'll take it when we canIt's a kind of living which recognisesThe death of the odourless manWhen nothing is vanity nothing's too slowIt's not Eden but it's no sham
There is no hellThere is no shameThere is no hellLike an old hellThere is no hellAnd it's lights up, boysLights up boys
Explosion falls upon deaf earsWhile we're swimming in a sea of shamLiving in the shadow of vanityA complex fashion for a simple man
And there is no hellAnd there is no shameAnd there is no hellLike an old hellThere is no hell
And the silence flieson its brief flightA razor sharp crap shoot affairAnd we light up our livesAnd there's no more of me exploding youRe-exposing youLike everybody doRe-exploding youI don't know what to useMake somebody moveMe explodingMe exploding you