when theres shit in your shoes
and ant it the news
when youve done a u turn
and noone takes turns
left or right
or in between no-ones saying
what they mean, institutional yellows
like custard pudd, voices in my head
saying do what you should
but they dont know the consequence
and nether do i
id rather catch an aeroplane
than die
institutional blues
the cats in the family way
and my children are so far away
ive got the blues and a rip in my genes
its all double talk and coming loose at
seams, blues yeah yeah yeah
hues in the sky I don’t know why
blues without smokes
better do something soon
i know ill catch a satellite to the moon