(Rob Crosby)
Waking up with my head in a cloud
Watching the morning come
Another day of the week in a month in a year
In a life that's come undone
I might as well quit trying
To get you off my mind
I might as well quit hoping
That this heart will heal in time
'Cause I can't brun a bridge that I'm still crossing
And I can't lose a past that I'm still lost in
I can tell myself it's over
And make a brand new start
But there's no such thing as
Mind over matters of the heart
Everyday there's another attempt
To convince myself you're gone
Every night there's a promise I make
That tomorrow I'll move on
But there's a voice inside me
That calls your name out loud
A part of my still hopes
To see your face in every crowd
'Cause I can't brun a bridge that I'm still crossing
And I can't lose a past that I'm still lost in
I can tell myself it's over
And make a brand new start
But there's no such thing as
Mind over matters of the heart
I can tell myself it's over
And make a brand new start
But there's no such thing as
Mind over matters of the heart(Heaton/Rotheray)
'I fought hard in the Second World War'
You hear them shout
No good bragging about the Afrika Korps
It was Beadle's About
They dressed you up and took you off to World War One
Armed you and surrounded you with wire
Sat in stinking mud you sung your stupid songs
And waited till they told you when to fire
Cause the rulers always laugh
At a video bloodbath
Nothing makes them laugh
Like a video bloodbath
From the First World War to the Yom-Kippur
It was Beadle's About
The bayonets slice, the rockets roar
And he jumps out
Fond memories of the bloody bridge you failed to hold
Many of your buddies killed or maimed
You would've shot at rabbits if that's what you'd been told
Till the General said 'I'm sorry you've been framed'
Cause the rulers always laugh
At a video bloodbath
And nothing gets a laugh
Like a video bloodbath
Chorus:
Keep those entries coming
Leave those cameras running
Keep those entrails coming
Leave those soldiers gunning
Because you're sure to get a laugh
With a video bloodbath
Nothing gets a laugh
Like a video bloodbath
Here's a wacky video we got last week
A bomb catches Arthur unawares
He's lost both his arms and he can't see or speak
But thank you for the memory you shared
Cause the rulers always laugh
At a video bloodbath
And nothing gets a laugh
Like a video bloodbath
Chorus