Plainsong
Voices saying nothing
'cause their heads are clean are simple
But they screw up the refrain
And no-one sings together
Well I don't believe quite what I hear
'cause the words are so disgusting
I can hardly wait to leave this place
The people seem to revel in their own bad taste
And amplify their emptiness
Glorify their mindlessness
Plainsong
Speakers spitting nonsense
But young ears are so receptive
Well they climb inside your mind
And the tune is not forgotten
Well I don't believe quite what I hear
'cause the words are so disgusting
I can hardly wait to leave this place
The people seem to revel in their own bad taste
And amplify their emptiness
Glorify their mindlessness
Autor(es): BORIS WILLIAMS, LAURENCE ANDREW TOLHURST, PORL THOMPSON, ROBERT JAMES SMITH, ROGER O'DONNELL, SIMON GALLUP
