@ALBUM: A Factory Sample
The Durutti Column

Lyrics transcribed by R Stanzel
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95/08/13

@SONG: No Communication

Dance... to the disco radio
Sit... at my television technicolour show
Wait... for the numbers to begin
Don't know

Self... addressed envelopes
Tape loop... on my videophone, videophone

No, it's a joke

No communication, the human race
No communication, not face to face

Face to face with the human race
Face to face with the human humans

A warning to those who build ruins
Keep the traffic moving
Travel for pleasure alone
Liquid stockings repairable but stolen

A warning to those who build ruins
No communication, the human race
No communication, not face to face

Dance


@SONG: Thin Ice

Sometimes I think about the ?/pain/?
The things I've seen and read
Sometimes I feel about the inhumanity
The dying and the dead
You wonder how they got that way
You know they beat their feet
There's some pretty strange people around
There's a lot I wouldn't like to kiss/meet/hold
There's things I feel passionate about
But they're things I'd rather not discuss
Unless you insist and I really must
It's all dashes to the masses, lust to dust

It's nonsense, really

It's a crying shame
The hot and the lame
The blind leading the blind
With the blinds down
The blind leading the blind
It's a crying shame
The blind leading the blind
The blinds down
Blinds down
Blinds