[Lyric] Another Day Another Riot (Toasted Heretic)

Another day another riot
Burn the banks and burn the bills
People like you can't keep quiet
People like me dont get ill
We just die
At three or four in the morning
We just die
We dont get to see the dawn
Another day, another riot
Stuck in fog again
Will I always be this lucky?
Will you always be my friend?
Another day, another riot
The legion of the faintly praised
Are having problems keeping quiet
I would like their tapes erased
Here I am in bеd at midday
With oe of the ones I likе
Smoke hangs in the air like music
There are things you can’t describe
I woke up this morning
Two or three or four, four times
I dont like getting up
When it's cold and theres rain outside
You've got love like a new religion
You treat love as a bright crusade
I dont believe in the love religion
I don’t drink that lemonade
Another day, another riot
Stuck in fog again
Will I always be this lucky?
Will you always be my friend?
Too much chocolate, number one
Read my story in the Sun
Laugh at all their little lies
Sue til they apologise
Time and space are playing games with
People who don't understand
You can't talk about the weather
When you've killed the weatherman
How can you continue to
Be human when you're job includes
Bugging Freddy Mercury's funeral
Sobbing run as interviews
And who'll attend your pretty funeral
Persecutor, tabloid scum
Will your best friend disarm the wreaths?
Do you think you'll have a friend to come?
Here I am on stage at midnight
With some of the ones I like
Smoke hangs in the air like music
There are things you can’t describe
I didn’t want the night to end
But now I want the night to end