Pollution, Cain, and misery
Oceans of golden mystery
Armies boisterous and armies loud
Portraits of a vicious crowdTalk to me, talk to me now
Hey man, you're all that I have
Hey man, you're all that I haveMe, myself, myself and I
We're born to work and born to die
I have chosen my anthems
Of these I am proud
Portraits of a divided crowdTalk to me, talk to me now
Hey man, you're all that I have
Hey man, you're all that I have
Hey man, we're all that we have
Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me nowLeave it behind
Could you leave it behind, now
leave it behind
leave it all behind
leave it all behind
leave it all behind
leave it all behindTalk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me nowTalk to me now
Talk to me now
Talk to me now
Talk to me now
Oh, vicious crowd
Talk to me now
Oh, vicious, vicious crowd
Vicious crowd, vicious crowd
Talk to me now
Oh, vicious crowd
Talk to me
Talk to me
