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Nat West - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds

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Generation Terrorists


Nat West - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds

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Album Generation Terrorists
Length 4:33
Type Album Track
First Played Live Monday 29th April 1991 - Manchester Boardwalk
Last Played Live Saturday 28th May 2016 - Swansea Liberty Stadium
Recorded Black Barn Studios, Surrey
Producer Steve Brown

Lyrics


Economic forecasts soothe our dereliction
Words of euthanasia, apathy of sick routine
Carried away with useless advertising dreams
Blinding children, life as autonotomes

Nat West, Nat West - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds
Black horse apocalypse
Death sanitised through credit
Nat West, Nat West - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds
Black horse apocalypse
Death sanitised through credit

Barclays iron eagle, "33 injection"
Sold to advertisers, computer execution line
They give and take away, repossess and crucify
The more you own the more you are, lonelier with cheap desire

Nat West, NatWest - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds
Black horse apocalypse
Death sanitised through credit
Nat West, Nat West - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds
Black horse apocalypse
Death sanitised through credit

Prosperity - exports for Pol Pot
Prosperity - Mein Kampf for beginners

Nat West, Nat West - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds
Black horse apocalypse
Death sanitised through credit
Nat West, Nat West - Barclays - Midlands - Lloyds
Black horse apocalypse
Death sanitised through credit

Album Quote


"I listen to money singing, it's like looking down from long French windows at a provincial town. The slums, the canal, the churches ornate and mad in the evening sun. It is intensely sad.." - Philip Larkin