
Date of issue: 31.12.1985
Song language: English
Luddite Joe |
Speeding through landscapes stopping for no one |
Cutting the air not avoiding the coastline |
Don’t stop for breath there’s no point in breathing |
There’s dust on your face but it dries up the bleeding |
Can you hear me |
Are you receiving |
Hello, hello this is Luddite Joe |
Calling MAYDAY, calling MAYDAY |
Scanning the bandwidth frequency skipping |
Pinning your hopes on an effigy of yourself |
Deus ex machina is the wind that controls you |
There’s a gun in your mouth but you’re frightened to use it |
Can you hear me |
Do you receive me |
Hello, hello this is Luddite Joe |
Calling MAYDAY, calling MAYDAY |
Watching and waiting nightfall to daybreak |
The screen is your window, white noise and fading |
Your sex is your own, gotta make do with yourself |
How long have you got, better face the facts there’s no one else |
Can you hear me |
Are you receiving |
Hello, hello this is Luddite Joe |
Calling MAYDAY, calling MAYDAY |