F.R.O.M.B. (Flies Rule over Mindelo Beach)
I can't seem to understand
The world transmitted to my head
I can't seem to fit right in
I choose to question it instead
I must be dislocated, baby
I must be overloading, sugar
I don't need no bloody show to tell me what I know
So baby turn off the television!
So baby turn off the television!
Who gives a fuck to what what's being said
In the 8 o'clock evening news
Who gives a fuck to the live or die
The true or false daily blues
It must be synth-o-matic baby
I must be overloading sugar
I don't need no bar, no smoke to tell me what I know
So baby turn off the television!
So baby turn off the television!
Flies rule over Mindelo beach
Flies rule over Mindelo beach
Flies rule over Mindelo beach
Flies rule over Mindelo beach
Do you need a bigger brother, baby?
Do you need a talk-show host, mamma?
Are they the ones who put you back to sleep
When you can't hold on?
Do you need a bigger heart now, baby?
Do you need a thicker blood now, sugar?
So baby turn off the television!
So baby turn off the television!
Flies rule over Mindelo beach
Flies rule over Mindelo beach
Flies rule over Mindelo beach
Flies rule over Mindelo beach