Ant Smith

This Life

Weird World

Take another slug o’ poison

From a coffee cup

Take another coffin nail

And light the fucker up

Take another peep inside

Another dirty book - take another look

Take another liberty

With people that I knew

Take another likely hood

Anyone will do

Take another universe

Or send me back to school

I’m just another refugee

From the human zoo

Take another broken dream

Another tube of glue

I’m all bust up, All bust up

I don’t know what to do

Take me out on to the streets

And let me roam around

Let me see it, for myself

Let me hear the sound

Let me taste the scent of hell

Send me underground

Let me have a chance to die

Inside a football ground

Roll me on to a roll over

Ferry’s that going down

Take another press cutting

From any random week

Read about a mercy killing

Or watch it on TV

Or see it live, on satellite

The bastards bought the bleeding rights

Princess Die! - We’re due a death

To make the week complete

And Finally

It’s all bad news, who’s killing who

The Wests were not the freaks

They’re ten-a-penny

They could be free

They could be presenters on the BBC

They could be you, they could be me

Take another look upon

The people that you’re with

Do you think, that they are thinking

That you think, that they are strange?

Do you think, that they are thinking

That you think, they’re not the same?

Do you think, that they are thinking

That you think?

Do you think that they’re to blame

For this weird world?

This Life