Leaders Of Men - Peter Hook And The Light

Born from some mother’s womb --

Just like any other room

Made a promise for a new life --

Made a victim out of your life

When your time’s on the door --

And you trip on the floor

And you feel you can touch --

All the noise is too much

And the seeds that are sown --

Are no longer your own

Just a minor operation --

To force the final ultimatum

A thousand words are spoken loud

Reach that gun to fool the crowds

When you walk down the street and the

Sound that’s so sweet

And you wish you could hide --

Maybe go for a ride

To some picture arcade --

Where the future’s not made

A nightmare situation --

Infiltrate imagination

Smacks of past holy wars --

Fight a war with broken laws

The leaders of men --

Born out of your frustration

The leaders of men --

Just a strange infatuation

The leaders of men -- Made

A promise for a new life

No saviour for our sakes

To crush the atrocities of hate

Self-induced manipulation

To crush all thoughts

Of mass-salvation