Up On The Down Side

This England made me
Between the war and a rockets flying
You found the crib it saves me
And teach me wrong and right

Then the world was talking
But never got its chance to say
When there's too much talking
Nobody hears a word you say

And you won't see
And baby now I won't hear
These blind communications
Only last throughout the year
And half of what we're saying
Is halfway near the truth
And blind communications
For a million hearts and fools

I am a witness
To a land of a million fools
All placing bets on life
And hate the ones who lose
And all who're lonely
And never get the chance to say
That their one and only
Would be the chance to even play

Hello Monday
The weekend's just a blur
I've been burning bridges
And now I'm begging at your door
So I'll keep on working
'Cos it's a chance for me to pay
But too much talking
When you believed the words I say