Pssyche - Econoline Crush
Written by:Kevin Walker/Paul Ferguson/Jaz Coleman/Martin Glover
Pssyche
Pssyche
You're all alone in the pack
You feel like you want to go home
You feel fist
But you keep on going
The reason is there
You won't find it 'till you been and gone
Because you're
Living in your hopes
Someone's got you
Pssyche pssyche
Tell your brain
Seek inspiration
You appear illusion
Then you fall into transfer
Transform machine
To play with your hands
So you can stand back and watch
Take past and burn
Pssyche
If you don't know the game
Then your still part of it
Because
Out on the street it's strange
To show
Knowing full well
That you're on the range
Dodge the bullets
Or carry the gun
The choice is yours
Pssyche
Look at the controller
A natzi with a social degree
A middle class hero
With his
Eyes on me
You feast on masturbation
Preach yes to the nuns you f**k
You would wipe out semantics if you had a chance
Jesus would like it
Noooww
You like to me
You like to me
You like to me
You like to me
Yeah
F**cked