Don't let it break you down - Graham Parker
Now don't get bent out of shape,
don't start tearing out your hair
One a sweet little angel,
that stuff's nowhere
When the bombs go off
On Oxford Street a
nd the kids beat up old people
It's just a soundtrack
for your life
it's just everyday evil
[Chorus]
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Some people are in charge of pens
that shouldn't be in charge
of brooms
They have the nerve to
Rip up a man's life
In a paragraph or two
And the aeroplanes get hijacked
And all the Americans get killed
And the children are addicted
To a sugar-coated pill
[Repeat Chorus]
Well you get sent out on the racetrack,
You get spurs dug in your cheeks
You'll see a winning post
In the distance
That you'll never reach
And there's a hole in the atmosphere
Gets bigger every time you spray
Your hair
And someone's drilling down through the earth
Just to see what's there
[Repeat Chorus]