You can force it but it will not comeYou can taste it but it will not formYou can crush it but it's always hereYou can crush it but it's always nearChasing you home Saying,"Everything is broken.Everyone is broken." You can force it but it will stay stoneYou can crush it as dry as a boneYou can walk it home straight from schoolYou can kiss it, you can break all the rulesAll of the rules But stillEverything is brokenEveryone is brokenEveryone is, everyone is brokenEveryone is, everything is broken Why can't you forget?Why can't we forget?Why can't you forget?

Where do we go from here?The words are coming out all weirdWhere are you now when I need you?Alone on an aeroplaneFalling asleep against the window paneMy blood will thicken I need to wash myself againTo hide all the dirt and pain'Cause I'd be scaredThat there's nothing underneathAnd who are my real friends?Have they all got the bends?Am I really sinking this low? My baby's got the bendsWe don't have any real friendsI'm just lying in a bar with my drip feed onTalking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happenAnd I wish it was the sixtiesI wish I could be happyI wish, I wishI wish that something would happen Where do we go from here?The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fearAnd where are you?They brought in the CIAThe tanks and the whole marinesTo blow me awayTo blow me sky high My baby's got the bendsWe don't have any real friendsI'm just lying in a bar with my drip feed onTalking to my girlfriend waiting for something to happenI wish it was the sixtiesI wish I could be happyI wish, I wishI wish that something would happen I want to live and breatheI want to be part of the human raceI want to live and breatheI want to be part of the human race, race, race, race Where do we go from hereThe words are coming out all weirdWhere are you now, when I need you

Two jumps in a weekI bet you think that's pretty cleverDon't you boyFlying on your motorcycleWatching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognitionKill yourself to never ever stopYou broke another mirrorYou're turning into something you are not Don't leave me highDon't leave me dryDon't leave me highDon't leave me dry Drying up in conversationYou will be the one who cannot talkAll your insides fall to piecesYou just sit there wishing you could still make love They're the ones who'll hate youWhen you think you've got the world all sussed outThey're the ones who'll spit at youYou will be the one screaming out Don't leave me highDon't leave me dryDon't leave me highDon't leave me dry It's the best thing that you ever hadThe best thing that you ever, ever hadIt's the best thing that you ever hadThe best thing you have had, has gone away Don't leave me highDon't leave me dryDon't leave me highDon't leave me dry Don't leave me highDon't leave me highDon't leave me dry

Her green plastic watering can For her fake Chinese rubber plantIn the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber manIn a town full of rubber plansTo get rid of itself It wears her out, it wears her outIt wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken manA cracked polystyrene manWho just crumbles and burns He used to do surgeryFor girls in the eightiesBut gravity always wins And it wears him out, it wears him outIt wears him out, it wears She looks like the real thingShe tastes like the real thingMy fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceilingIf I just turn and run And it wears me out, it wears me outIt wears me out, it wears me out And if I could be who you wantedIf I could be who you wanted All the time, all the time

I don't want to be crippled and crackedShoulders, wrists, knees and backGround to dust and ashCrawling on all fours When you've got to feel it in your bones When you've got to feel it in your bones Now I can't climb the stairs Pieces missing everywhere Prozac painkillers When you've got to feel it in your bonesWhen you've got to feel it in your bones And I used to fly like Peter PanAll the children flew when I touched their hands When you've got to feel it in your bones When you've got to feel it in your bones

They love me like I was a brotherThey protect me, listen to meThey dug me my very own gardenGave me sunshine, made me happy Nice dream, nice dreamNice dream I call up my friend, the good angelBut she's out with her answerphoneShe says she would love to come help butThe sea would electrocute us all Nice dream, nice dreamNice dream, nice dreamNice dream, nice dreamNice dream If you think that you're strong enoughIf you think you belong enoughIf you think that you're strong enoughIf you think you belong enough (Just as well Just as well Just as well) Nice dream, nice dreamNice dream, nice dream

Can't get the stink offHe's been hanging 'round for daysComes like a cometSuckered you, but not your friendsOne day he'll get to youAnd teach you how to be a holy cow You do it to yourself, you doAnd that's what really hurtsIs you do it to yourself, just youYou and no one elseYou do it to yourselfYou do it to yourself Don't get my sympathyHanging out the 15th floorYou've changed the locks three timesHe still comes reeling through the doorOne day I'll get to youAnd teach you how to get to purest hell You do it to yourself, you doAnd that's what really hurtsYou do it to yourself, just youYou and no one elseYou do it to yourselfYou do it to yourself You do it to yourself, you doAnd that's what really hurtsIs you do it to yourself, just youYou and no one elseYou do it to yourselfYou do it to yourself, ahYourself, yourself

Faith, you're driving me awayYou do it everydayYou don't mean itBut it hurts like hell My brain says I'm receiving painA lack of oxygenFrom my life supportMy iron lung We're too young to fall asleepToo cynical to speakWe are losing itCan't you tell? We scratch our eternal itchA twentieth century bitchAnd we are grateful forOur iron lung The head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beacon The head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beacon Suck, suck your teenage thumbToilet trained and dumbWhen the power runs outWe'll just hum This, this is our new song Just like the last one A total W.A.S.T.E of time My iron lung The head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beacon The head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beacon And if you're frightenedYou can be frightenedYou can be, it's okay And if you're frightenedYou can be frightenedYou can be, it's okay The head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beacon The head shrinkersThey want everythingMy uncle BillMy Belisha beacon

Limb by limb and tooth by toothTearing up inside of meEvery day, every hourI wish that I was bullet proof Wax me, mold meHeat the pins and stab them inYou have turned me into thisJust wish that it was bullet proofWas bullet proof So pay me money, take a shotLead-fill the hole in meI could burst a million bubblesAll surrogate and bullet proof And bullet proofAnd bullet proofBullet proof

I get home from workAnd you're still standing in your dressing gownWell what am I to do?I know all the things around your headAnd what they do to youWhat are we coming to?What are we gonna do? Blame it on the black starBlame it on the falling skyBlame it on the satellite that beams me home The troubled words of a troubled mindI try to understand what is eating youI try to stay awakeBut it's 58 hours since that I last slept with youWhat are we coming to?I just don't know anymore Blame it on the black starBlame it on the falling skyBlame it on the satellite that beams me home I get on the train and I just stand aboutNow that I don't think of youI keep falling over I keep passing outWhen I see a face like youWhat am I coming to?I'm gonna melt down Blame it on the black starBlame it on the falling skyBlame it on the satellite that beams me home This is killing meThis is killing me