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A Thousand Ways
Cabaret Voltaire
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Doctor turning, turns slowly to his accomplice
Another for selective treatment, another for the scrapbook
Feels the body, feels him dizzy, feels him lifting, sees him slipping
Pulls him closer, loosing contact, holds his head
There's nothing spoken, little said
Now that you've learnt self discipline
Now that you've learnt self assertion
Now that you've learnt the system
Thousand ways, ways to say, say something, means nothing
Islam's children on the terror box and me too and me too
God's gift, looses hearing, thoughts feelings
One man, one stamp, one system, one song
Now that you've learnt this system
Now that you've learnt self-discipline
Half-hearted, sluggish patient, turns once more to his accomplice
Oh this time the scrapbook, oh this time so sluggish
Feels him slipping, sees him moving, sees him dancing, thoughts, feelings
Doctor says some words, nothing spoken, little said
Snaps his fingers, jerks his head
Words spoken, nothing said
Cracks his fingers, moves his head
Doctor once more to his patient, sluggish, unmoving
Another for the scrapbook
Another for selective treatment
Another for the terror box
A thousand ways, a thousand ways