Great British Mistake lyrics

The great British mistake was looking for a way out,

Was getting complacent, not noticing

The pulse was racing.

The mistake was fighting.

The change, was staying the same.

It couldn`t adapt so it couldn`t survive,

Something had to give.

The people take a downhill slide into the gloom.

Into the darn recesses of their minds.



I swoop over your city like a bird.

I climb the high branches and observe.

Into the mouth, into the soul.

I cast a shadow that swallows you whole.

I swoop, I climb, I cling, I suck,

I swallow you whole.



String out the drip-feed, they`re losing their world,

They`re losing their hard boys and magazine girls.

Advert illegal, T.V. as outlaw, motive as spell.

They`ll see the books burn. They`ll be 451,

It`s people against things and not against each other.

Out of the pre-pack, into the fear, into themselves.

They`re the great British mistake.

The genie`s out of the bottle, call in the magician.

They didn`t mean to free him, devil behind them,

devil in the mirror, chained to their right hands.

They`re the great British mistake.

They`ll have to come to terms now, they`ll take it out somehow.

They`ll blame it all on something.

The British mistake - when will it be over?

How can they avoid it?



The great British mistake.

The great British mistake.

The great British mistake.
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