[Intro]
And it was the new music
And it was timid and humble and stern
It was brown and light brown and sepia
And it was almost forgotten
It lays in a ditch on the side of the road
You and I drove along once
And it was happy to lie there daydreaming
It stretched into the distance further than you ever thought possible
And it didn't give a fuck about you and I either way
[Verse 1]
We're into all of those
And it's into overload
We're into all of those
(Our time) And it's into overload
(Overload)
[Verse 2]
Shot down in the road, let's see your number
Wake up shoppers from your slumber
Jackpot lottery, got bonanza
Sayonara propaganda
Zeitgeist, eyesore, got the price right
Cut to ad break, urban fist fight
[Chorus]
Insurrection on the free way
Turn around and go the wrong way
The wrong way, the wrong way
I can't hear you
[Verse 3]
Overload, forgot to mention (Forgot to mention)
Chain reaction in detention
September-sylum contradiction
Lifestyle, litmus causing friction
[Chorus]
Insurrection on the free way
Turn around and go the wrong way
I'm a servant in this palace
So corrupt and out of balance
I can't hear you, oh
The wrong way
Insurrection on the free way
Turn around and go the wrong way
I'm a servant in this palace
So corrupt and out of balance
And I can't hear you
[Bridge]
I-I, I-I, I-I
Insurrection on the free way (I-I, I-I)
Turn around and go the wrong way (I-I, I-I)
We're into all of those
And it's into overload (Our time)
We're into all of those (Our time)
And it's into overload (Our time)
We're into all of those (Our time)
And it's into overload
We're into all of those
We're into—
We're into all of those
We're into—
Overload
Overload, yeah
[Outro]
(I-I) Insurrection on the free way (I-I)
Turn around and go the wrong way (I-I)
I'm a servant in this palace (I-I)
So corrupt and out of balance (The wrong way)
The wrong way (The wrong way)
The wrong way
The Spine was written by Cog.
The Spine was produced by Sylvia Massy.