Walking from the scene of some humiliation feeling like a dog

Walking from the scene of some romantic triumph feeling like God

Walk towards the small town lights felt brighter than the lot of them

Can have anything can never fail

The will to power the force of destiny and efficiency

Generations glimpse the high pitch play it for real

Four billion spectators look on;

Judging analysing losing; sinking swimming

Striving longing failing

Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs;

Suck and sate forces of fate

A polemic a sharp cutter a fashion a spirit a simplicity

The only choice the only voice in the darkness

The only choice the only voice

1933 where are you now

Where are the broken bottles

Where's the toffs slumming it

Where's the fanaticism

Where's truth and beauty

Walk towards the small town lights

Felt brighter than the lot of them

Can have anything can never fail

The will to power the force of destiny and efficiency

Generations glimpse the high pitch play it for real

Four billion spectators look on;

Judging analysing losing; sinking

Swimming striving longing failing

Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs;

Suck and sate forces of fate

A polemic a sharp cutter a fashion a spirit a simplicity

The only choice the only voice in the darkness

The only choice the only voice

1933 where are you now

Where are the broken bottles

Where's the fanaticism

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beauty

Where's truth and beau