the metal song

sometimes i burn like a paper dog

but mostly

the thing i like doing is doing nothing at all

you're right

i'm going nowhere

i've got nowhere to go

and super-colour nightmare's got something of a hold

so we're slaves of destiny now

are we?

and it's always such an effort to believe

in what you want to be

believe in what you want to be

i take a leather pouch when i go out

there's no money in it

but boredom hits where it most counts

i've had my limit

well we will rise again and boredom ain't my friend

don't turn your back. don't you be no slack jack. don't turn your back. so we're slaves of destiny now

are we?

that's why it's gonna be such an effort to see. that in a young country

we're free to be what we want to be

gotta ditch the distractions to create a reaction

don't turn your back. don't you be no slack jack. don't turn your back. so we're slaves of destiny now are we?

and it's always such an effort to believe

in what you want to be

believe in what you want to be