Golden Age

Collect reward upon your knees again

This drip-feed ain't enough

This day this week this year or ever

I'm strapped right up inside my uniform

And if I bite the hand that feeds

Cut me out the part that bleeds

I get it right, get it right this time

I get it right, get it right this time

I am so ill at ease, question everything I need

You've got to run away, turn and face the golden age

You've got to run away, turn and face the golden age

That angel is a buzzing fly, making circles all inside

Makes me want for an escape

Kiss the toe and lick the heel of every motherfucker here

Or have I better pure intent

Lose myself and laugh instead?

You've got to run away, turn and face the golden age

You've got to run away, turn and face the golden age

Get it right, get it right this time

Get it right, get it right this time

I get it right, get it right this time

I get it right, get it right this time

Collect reward upon your knees again

This drip-feed ain't enough

This day this week this year or ever

You've got to run away, turn and face the golden age

You've got to run away, turn and face the golden age

Bring me to my knees

You're everything I need

Get it right, get it right this time

Get it right, get it right this time

I get it right, get it right this time

I get it right, get it right this time