And life is very difficult, when you're in the crowd
When you're in the crowd, you see things as they really are
You can smell the fear and hate, generated by all around -


I wanna breakaway, but the ties are too strong
Wanna go on holiday, but the crowd says I can't


See life is very different, when you're in the crowd


Oh, sometimes in the night, I wish I was faraway
But then I realize, even escape will be in vain


I wanna close my eyes and be like the rest
I mean, nobody wants to die, although the crowd say they do


Look, life is very intricate, when you're in the crowd

Life becomes the movies

And everyone has a role
It's easy being the actor
When the combine's the only star -


Sunday papers
And the dailies

Ena Sharples
Page 3 girls


News at ten
War in Rhodesia
Far away

In a distant land

But we're alright

We're nice and warm here
No one to hurt us
Except ourselves