Apocalypse now, the new world order, anti-Christ, they’re at the door

The phoney tough, the crazy brave, I’ll take it all to the grave

A misspent youth, a new mutation, Friday night you celebrate

But Saturday the first’s just a Saturday

Emptiness and frozen heads, you’re on your knees with a new disease

The zodiac says one thing, your boss says something else

The jackpot, the bingo, yeah the jackpot, let’s do the bingo

You’re alive, but so is the man that’s been hired

To delegate your daily rate, oops, don’t drink too much

Make it last, you’ll need some when you’re on the run

You miss and episode of your favourite soap

Don’t worry boy, it’s in ‘The Bible Code’

You’re alive, but you’re not in control

No lover, we’re not in control