The last few days have taken a heavy toll.
I spit twice and stare at the porcelain bowl.
I was woken up this morning by the radio alarm
And found that I had lost the circulation in my arm.
The neighbours' girls play chopsticks through the wall.
No chance what chance have I?
To change things why should I try?
It's dangerous it's turning S0ur.
What everyone wants is money and power.
What everyone wants is money and power.
A demonstration a quarter of a million strong.
I rub my eyes I know that I should have gone.
I look into the mirror I think I've got a chill
I'll go down to the surgery not feeling very well.
The national news still managed to play it down.
No chance
I hear the door and reach out to find a towel
I have to go there's nobody else around.
I stand there in the doorway I know I don't look good
It's only men delivering another load of wood
Our leader still wants blood in her finest hour.
No chance
What everyone wants is money and power
