Lyrics Always On My Mind - World Party

Always On My Mind

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