Killing Joke The Beautiful Dead Lyrics

The Beautiful Dead Lyrics

The crowd was one (oblivion ran deep) 

A consciousness of cannon-fodder walking in its sleep 

Vacant expressions (and don't look ahead) 

Everybody dance with the beautiful dead I said! 



All queue up and gravel for a hit 

SOmeone pulls the reins then you chew at the bit 

Encouraged by commercials to spend beyond my means 

I laughed as it all fell apart at the seams 



(Hey! Take a look at tomorrow) 



But will I inherit the good green earth? 

Such a lovely world 



All mod-cons there was dust on the drums 

My electronic beat-box got the job done 

Everybody emulate the pulse of the soul 

And change your clothes (to make you feel old) 

Effort and sweat was a thing of the past (they said!) 

Welcome to the world of the beautiful dead