Wormwood Scrubs

Things looks different when you get old
We don't buy what we were sold
We see the writing on the wall
No hard leaders are going to fall

It's the end of the century
Religious freaks want to crucify me
Look out, Jesus, here they come
An ocean of miniature, rush them bombs

Conservatives are on different kick
They don't grasp the point of it
If I don't work, I shouldn't eat
Why must I give away what I should keep?

Things looks different when you get old
Wе don't buy what we were sold
Wе see the writing on the wall

It's the end of the century
Religious freaks want to crucify me