Vicious Rumours

You feel the knife stuck in your back
 You feel it twist and you hear it crack
 Can't make a sound for the sudden pain
 You wish your blood were Novocaine
 You see the smoke and you feel the flak
 You're burning up and you're turning black
 They say you fell and you hit your head
 Your other bun is Whitenbread
 Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
 Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
 All of this is getting normal now
 You'll never go back to your farming plough
 Vicious rumours
 You're right at home back at William's flat
 You heard a sound you turned and shot your cat
 Your hands are shaking, everybody sees
 And there's a rhythm drumming in your knees
 You return into a foreign night
 Inside you know something is just not right
 Sometimes you duck when you see your pet
 Canary turned into a Sabre jet
 Shocked consumer - you're just an average guy
 Swelling tumor pushing on your eye
 And now you know why all the headaches come
 And why you're getting progressively numb
 Vicious rumours
 I've been denied, debriefed, detuned
 Sometimes I howl right at the moon
 My family treats me gradually
 They know my volatility
 Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
 Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
 And now I know why all the headaches come
 And why you're getting progressively numb
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 Who do you think we are
 Who do you think we are
 Who do you think we are
 Who do you think we are
 Who do you think we are
 We don't care
 We don't care