Woorden: Madness. Seven. Sign Of The Times.

This is disposable, throw it away
This is an animal, don't let it stray
That was the past, so leave it behind
This is the future, it's all in our mind

Feeding your interest in between lines
Reading the caring one, sign of the times
This is your Englishman, this is his lawn
This is your female, undone and torn

We are the people and we really care
We don't really look, we just like to stare
Unprintable feelings that play on your mind
Get written in innocence, pretend we are blind

Patience the virtue not learnt in schools
Aha, it's funny to break all the rules

Law-breakers are broken and so we all share
The family problems, the paper that cares
Cheapest and brightest, sexiest news
We'll make up some stories with unbiased cues

We are the people and we really care
We don't really look, we just like to stare
Unprintable feelings that play on your mind
Get written in innocence, pretend we are blind