[intro]
We're involved in sort of a low-key war against apathy
I don't know doing on apathy over there but we've got a lot of it
[verse 1]
Winter has moved along with its fur coats
The freedom to smoke, the freedom to vote:
A demonstration of placards and postcards
And the sun in our backyards
[verse 2]
You're so far behind you think your're winning
As the first hot summer's day comes and passes
Just waiting for your childhood hero to rise from the ashes
[verse 3]
April has arrived in flying colours
Kids being born to live out the dreams of their fathers and mothers
It's all stained converse and vinyl records
[verse 4]
And it's one size fits all - but thе size is too small
As we're living in Charliе Brooker's nightmare scenario
The prophecy is told: now today is tomorrow
We spend our time watching daytime TV and reality shows
Which show no reality at all
[verse 5]
We're taken by our idols
But when my heroine lived off milk peppers and cocaine then who am I to judge?
What happened to Holly and The Crickets?
When everyday the radio sings white noise and digits
[verse 6]
Just lacking direction and lacking invention and all things in-between
As we watch the blank stares of the leader of our opposition
Lose his grip on the career
He worked ever so hard for
April
We're involved in sort of a low-key war against apathy
I don't know doing on apathy over there but we've got a lot of it
[verse 1]
Winter has moved along with its fur coats
The freedom to smoke, the freedom to vote:
A demonstration of placards and postcards
And the sun in our backyards
[verse 2]
You're so far behind you think your're winning
As the first hot summer's day comes and passes
Just waiting for your childhood hero to rise from the ashes
[verse 3]
April has arrived in flying colours
Kids being born to live out the dreams of their fathers and mothers
It's all stained converse and vinyl records
[verse 4]
And it's one size fits all - but thе size is too small
As we're living in Charliе Brooker's nightmare scenario
The prophecy is told: now today is tomorrow
We spend our time watching daytime TV and reality shows
Which show no reality at all
[verse 5]
We're taken by our idols
But when my heroine lived off milk peppers and cocaine then who am I to judge?
What happened to Holly and The Crickets?
When everyday the radio sings white noise and digits
[verse 6]
Just lacking direction and lacking invention and all things in-between
As we watch the blank stares of the leader of our opposition
Lose his grip on the career
He worked ever so hard for
April
( Cassette Theory )
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