Durutti column thin ice lyrics

Sometimes I think about the ?/pain/?

The things I've seen and read

Sometimes I feel about the inhumanity

The dying and the dead

You wonder how they got that way

You know they beat their feet

There's some pretty strange people around

There's a lot I wouldn't like to kiss/meet/hold

There's things I feel passionate about

But they're things I'd rather not discuss

Unless you insist and I really must

It's all dashes to the masses, lust to dust



It's nonsense, really



It's a crying shame

The hot and the lame

The blind leading the blind

With the blinds down

The blind leading the blind

It's a crying shame

The blind leading the blind

The blinds down

Blinds down

Blinds