They are serving killer salad on the shores of the Baltic
Any moment now they'll impose martial law
You can give them beer and sausages, bread and circuses
But only a fool would go near the coleslaw
You look sad, you look broken
But don't worry some of us have lived through this before
I was picking out the raisins from a bowl of muesli
There were noises outside, I heard a knock on the door
I put down the spoon, went out with my hands up
I was glad I wouldn't have to run anymore
You look sad, you look broken
But don't worry some of us have lived through this
I wondered what had happened to my neighbours as we passed
But I could smell the sleep from beneath their doors
I was cuffed and quizzed in a basement cell, they said
Don't pretend you're fresh off the boat
Any fool can tell you what's happening here
You can smell it in the air, it gets caught in the back of your throat
It's in the water, in the flu jabs, in the fur on the mangy urban fox
It's in the chemtrails, the comet vapours
On the lettuce leaves coming in off the docks
You look sad, you look broken
But don't worry some of us have lived through this