Butcher (John Peel - 27/4/81) - Killing Joke

Watching the decoys of all description

Sparkle of colour creating diversion

The liars are out — they have all the assets

Mining for oil, they were bleeding for gold

Fruit tasting bitter, the lead in the air

Butcher the womb and expect her to bear

Forests are falling there’s smoke in my throat

Machine over man and the mass over mind

Re-assurance from face on my screen

Appointment with destiny for those who will run

Out of the virus immunity comes

Out of the virus immunity comes

Watching the decoys of all description

Sparkle of colour creating diversion

The liars are out they have all the assets

Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold

Fruit tasting bitter and the lead in the air

Butcher the womb and expect her to bear

(At least you’ll be awake!)