An open door on the thirteenth floor Conspiracy in the corridors I'll take you down Down to Cripples Crown Should you say, what can you do? Satellites
Oh, where did you go? Waiting by the rocks Stories never told When you cried out loud You never made a sound Away from the town And far from the crowd
It's late afternoon Smoke fills the room The actor sighs Dogs barking outside The night seems the same It sleeps in the day The actress cries To their
I'm leaving today Too much time's already wasted I know I can't stay So I've made my reservations I'm closing the door To this old empty house... ...
Shut the bedroom window in the morning Go to the shop make plans to (believe in? Be leaving) In the morning Thought I was sleeping, it was just a dream
think about the weather When there's something inside of me Something inside of me Something inside of me And now i can't look back The invisible invasion
The operators came And took me away, took me away! Everybody laughed Remember the day, they took me away! Don't know what they are looking for Don't
Down to the glen where the roses twine Lie in the grass, watch the time go by The humdrum mid afternoon sun Only his mother's only son Black jack tarmac
Up on Killdevil Hill The Sand Dunes are still It ends as it begins December 1903 Buzzet on the breeze Coils see the wind I said it's heads or tails
on ya station Are now forced to hear the story of the God of creation [Chorus] We don't celebrate Christmas as a pagan day We celebrate Christmas as the Invasion
call We sat captive in the flowers with our radios in tact, we left our AK-47s near the wall Yeah we were here protecting nations, women, children from invasion
The colorless words are burning our heels As the bright lights of the city fade Taking the chase to curb our fear As the bloodless moon casts its face
and the Sex-o-lettes [Chorus:] There's no name, no name for the place or pain we'll cause you again and again If you do not co-operate with the Invasion
let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around, what is this?" {*scratching*} What is this? what is this? [Intro] The Invasion! (Invasion
I go with a woman and here I am Stuck in a prison cell with my piss pan All in the East it?s against the law Although I thought she was a registered
Brainwashed at school, mass producen in a mould Ruled by the power before you grew old Brought, oppression and misery It only bring thoughts of revenge
You try to fight what you don't understand You laugh at us 'cos we're a punk rock band Just the same when you were at school You did all your homework
I look out there to see the few Who?s changed not me and you You have your voices and your means We are dying a death or so it seems [Chorus:] Why can