Lyrics
Well sometimes I burn like a paper doll
But mostly, the thing I like doing
Is doing nothing at all
You're right, I'm going nowhere
I got nowhere to go
The super-colour nightmare's got something of a hold
So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
And it's always such an effort to believe
In what you want to be
Believe in what you want to be
I take a leather pouch when I go out
There's no money in it
But boredom hits the most where it counts
I've had my limit
Well we will rise again
And boredom ain't my friend
Don't turn your back
Now don't you be no slack jack
Don't turn your back
Don't you be slack
Now don't you be no slack jack
And don't turn your back
So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
That's why it's always such an effort to see
That in a young country
We're free to be what we want to be
Ditch the distractions
Ditch the distractions
To create a reaction
Create a reaction
Create a reaction
Don't turn your back
Now don't you be no slack jack
Don't turn your back
Don't you be slack
Now don't you be no slack jack
And don't turn your back
Don't turn your back
Now don't you be no slack jack
Don't turn your back
Don't you be slack
Now don't you be no slack jack
And don't turn your back
So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
When it's always such an effort to believe
In what you wanna be
Believe in what you want to be
I'll be what you want to be
I'll be what you want to be
