The Fall - A PAST GONE MAD lyrics

Serial killers were always a bore in my book,

Along with Spangles and soccer books.

Rid us of old fogeys

Scuttling and swerving over the roads

Comma,

Kids in pubs.

Passable

Why is Pete Gabriel always following us?

And before the grub comes a moralist,

Dissonance of infotainment

A past gone mad!

Alive and well, he is on all channels

[Kiki Dee]

Dwelling in craven environment

If I ever end up like Ian McShane* slit my throat with a kitchen tool

And if I ever end up like U2 slit my throat with a garden vegetable

A past gone mad

Passable

Take a look back

Rear-view mirror: it's all behind you

A present gone mad

Tra-tra-la, follow, track that lava

Past, present gone mad.

Passable

A past gone mad.