Lyrics:

Yesterdays child is not in control

Not down with the rock

Not down with the roll

Go, go, go on my scrawny white attack

All the kids are right

All the chicks are black

I wanna be lapsed catholic

Earn my sacred heart

Full colour, high-tech

Jung at heart, Wilde inside

See the world through Jackson Pollock's eyes



Aaaa-aa-aa, aaaa-aa-aa



So bring out your dead

'Coz they'll never know

Rob them of possessions and leave them in the snow

I see people, tree people

Tall grass, short steeples

Painted on your daddy's arm

Wasted on your mommy's car

Sixteen and you feel so lonely

Signing up for some commie army



Killed someone at thirteen

Endless psychology

O.D'd on sunny day

Endless psychology



You think you're hard

You think you're metal

You cut your nipple

Red Cross Medal

A lot of speed

A lot of bread

She started now before you think yourself to dead

Painted on your daddy's arm

Wasted in your mommy's car

You're sixteen and you feel so lonely

Signing up for some commie army



So obscene when at thirteen

Endless psychology

O.D'd on sunny day

Endless psychology



Painted on your daddy's arm

Wasted in your mommy's car

You're sixteen and you feel so lonely

Signing up for some commie army

And you've only got yourself to blame

Join the gallery, the kids of shame

You're sixteen and you feel so lonely

Signing up for some commie army



Obscene when at thirteen

Endless psychology

O.D'd on sunny day

Endless psychology



Endless psychology

Endless psychology

Endless psychology

Endless psychology