I picked the morning paper off the floor
It was full of other people's little wars
Wouldn't they like their peace
Don't we get bored
And we call for the three great stimulants
Of the exhausted ones
Artifice, brutality and innocence
Artifice and innocence No tanks have ever rumbled through these streets
I keep the hours and the company that I please
And we call for the three great stimulants
and the drone of planes at night has never frightened me
Artifice and innocence
Of the exhausted ones
Artifice, brutality and innocence Oh and deep in the night
And making laws and bars
Release us and bind us
Our appetites find us
While madmen sit up building bombs
Deep in the night
They'd like to slam free choice behind us He said, "It's so easy now, anyone can sue."
I saw a little lawyer on the tube
"Let me show you how your petty aggravations can profit you!"
Call for the three great stimulants
Of the exhausted ones
Artifice, brutality and innocence
Artifice and innocence Appetites find us
Oh and deep in the night
Release us and blind us
Deep in the night
While madmen sit up building bombs
And making laws and bars
They're gonna slam free choice behind us
Last night I dreamed I saw the planet flicker Great forests fell like buffalo
Everything got sicker
Big business bickered
And to the bitter end
And they call for the three great stimulants
Of the exhausted ones
Artifice, brutality and innocence
Artifice and innocence Oh these times, these times
Oh these changing times
Change in the heart of all mankind
Oh these troubled times.
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