ALL ON STANDBY

STANDING IN THE DARKNESS, FACE LIT LIKE A SCREEN
EVENTS REMOVED LIKE YESTERDAY AND LAYERED LIKE A DREAM
IT'S LIKE A TUBE AND IT SEES STRAIGHT,I PHONE TO CHECK THE NEWS
WHY WORRY SO,SIT BACK AND WATCH,THERE'S SUCH NICE THINGS TO USE
THE SCRIPT MIGHT SAY WHAT CAN HAPPEN NEXT I COULD BE SLIPPING OUT WHEN THE INTERVAL NEXT COMES ALONG AND IN THE DARKENED ROOM WE DOUBT

DARK CLOUDS OVER WESTERN SHORES,THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
BOMBS DISPLACING SHOPPERS FOR POLITICAL REFORM
ON FLOOR FOURTEEN LOOKING DOWN THE STREETS ARE FILLED WITH NOISE
DRONING VOICES MOURNFULLY ACCEPT THE CELLING PLOYS
INVASIONS AFTER CHRISTMAS AND BIRTHDAYS AFTER THAT
WHO KNOWS WHAT WE'LL LOOK FORWARD TO,MUMMIES GETTING FAT

RACE YOU TO THE ROOFTOPS AND FROM WE'LL SEE
ANIMALS LIBERATED AND SLAVES ALL RUNNING FREE
WHAT'S ON AT THE MOMENT (IN ENGLAND THERE'S SOME WAR)
SEEMS LIKE A REPEAT (I'VE SEEN THIS BIT BEFORE)
COLOURS MERGING MUDDILY WHEN WILL THE SIREN SOUND
THE CAPTAINS FLED,WERE LEFT FOR DEAD,THE SHIP HAS RUN AGROUND