Lyrics - Thin Ice by Durutti Column

Sometimes
I think about the ?/pain/?
The things
I've seen and read
Sometimes
I feel about the inhumanity
The dying and the dead
You wonder how they got that way
You know they beat their feet
There's some pretty strange people around
There's a lot
I wouldn't like to kiss/meet/hold
There's things
I feel passionate about
But they're things
I'd rather not discuss
Unless you insist and
I really must
It's all dashes to the masses, lust to dust
It's nonsense, really
It's a crying shame
The hot and the lame
The blind leading the blind
With the blinds down
The blind leading the blind
It's a crying shame
The blind leading the blind
The blinds down
Blinds down
Blinds

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