Lip Reading

Spare me the psycho babble, the mental rub-down
 For the third time today I put his record on
 I caught this ailment on the rebound
 I'm looking for another one
 Just listen to the DJ and follow the instruction
 Yeah, you're all so passive you drive me to destruction
 'Cause you're melting yourselves down into the cogs of mass production
 And you're lip reading, you're lip reading
 You've gotta see the designer souls in action
 Flagging each disaster so you know where they've been
 And I may be a sucker but I don't see the attraction
 'Cause your name is mud round here if you don't come clean
 Now the bed-sits and graffiti squats are up for rent
 And the rebels here today are just tomorrows accidents
 And you've been walking white lines, but you're so hell bent
 'Cause you're lip reading, you're lip reading
 You're not listening, it's more than you can manage
 Trusting the soul transmission, trusting the body language
 In the distance someone plays a music hall classic
 And the small time pushers predicting snow again
 Someone tells the songwriter to quit the theatrics
 I expect revolution before I count to 10
 So stand in line behind the Miss World failures
 Behind the leading voices and behind the drunken sailors
 Put our hands together, pray for these drowning men to save us
 But they're lip reading, they're lip reading
 Just pick up your bible of practical achievement
 Step one is how to catch him and step two is how to keep him
 Those halfwits have to check their pulse and make sure they are breathing
 'Cause they're lip reading, they're lip reading
 Lip reading, they're lip reading