Always On My Mind - World Party

Where do you begin to explain the mess

The mess you made of it?

I was only out for half an hour

I said «please, look after it»

You had to think that you know best

And forget all the golden rules

You ignored the difficult truth

And opened the door to fools

Now I see the strong ones make

I see the weak ones break

I see you running out of time

You got a finger in every pie

Well, what did I expect?

You made an art-form out of talking shit

And partying 'til you’re wrecked

In the small hours it’s so easy to feel

You’ve got some big ideas

But in the morning you should put them away

Cos' you know they’ll end in tears

I see the strong ones fake

While the weak can’t stay awake

You know you’re always on my mind

And football’s all about training shoes

Yeah, it’s added up to this

And religion’s all about bums on seats

And if you’re livin' in the West

Mum’s apple pie is full of 'E's

And Dad ain’t at his best

His new car was designed by God

But Jesus, he looks a mess

I see the strong ones take

I see the weak, the weak ones ache

You know it’s always on my mind

While we’re busying ourselves with mines

The chemists are working late

They gotta breed an indestructible gene

To wipe us all away

They’re just following their inquisitiveness

Well, that’s what they like to say

But it sounds like they’re just following orders

Like the Nazis used to say

I see the gas clouds shake

I see the rivers ache

You know it’s always on my mind

What kind of music are you playing there, son?

What is that old machine?

Doesn’t matter I can’t hear the words

Cos' I don’t care what they mean

Yeah I believe you

You’re a real street fighter

Gonna change the system from within

Hey watch this guy, he’s a bare faced liar

Yeah, that’s, that’s him in the limousine

I hear your bullshit take

I hear your drum-machine break

You know it’s always on my mind

If Jesus came now

He’d say «Lord get me outta here

Cos' I, I just can’t handle this»

The Lord would say

«Hey Jesus what d’ya mean?

It was always going to be this way»

«All Mighty Father, you are full of shit

Cos' the folks down here, don’t wanna be saved

Why have they forsaken themselves?

And used hypocritical armour-plating»

I see the strong ones take

I see the weak ones break

You know it’s always on my mind

If you were passing in a space vehicle

And you came close to Planet Earth

You wouldn’t stop by for tea

Cos' of the screaming that you heard

And the lying, and the cheating, and the gnashing of teeth

And the straight-ahead mental deformation

You’d head on to Venus

With its welcoming sulphuric acid precipitation

Who’d want to stop where the strong ones reign

But they won’t ease the weak ones pain?

You know out of sight would be really out of mind

Well, I’m sittin' here watching little kids starve

And worlds get thrown away

I’m thinking there’s just gonna be more

Before any goodness has its way

I’m sick of feeling sick of you

You’re too smart to be like this

But you’ve got no legends that will guide your soul

Now you’re really taking the piss

I see the weak ones strong someday

Not in any silly Communist way

More like in the movement of Elvis' hip-sway

When civilisation comes and stays

When all the corporations have gone away

When laughing gas is handed out on the Big Love Day

When egos are driven underground cos' they get no approbation

When boys and girls are laughing in every nation

When the Truth is pursued for relaxation

When living with the world is our aspiration

When there’s no mileage in hate, and no gas-stations

And the creatures are protected from mammals to crustaceans

And the soul has found it’s liberation

You know this is always on my mind