Random Acts of Senseless Violence

Under yellow light

Comes the face of tomorrow

Lights the fuse

Gives meaning to

All that was previously hollow

To a soundtrack of silence

And mute aspiration

The express train to Heathrow

First of the morning

Is leaving the station

Our reckless sun rises

On the tip of the iceberg

Hidden in plain sight

Still alive and full of surprises

A generation gone soft

Over new acquisitions that can't take the edge off

I've put away my childish things

Abandoned my silence too

For the future will contain

Random acts of senseless violence

The targets hit will be non-specific

We'll roll the numbers, play with chance

All suitable locations planned in advance

Someone's back kitchen stacked like a factory

With improvised devices, there's bound to injuries

With improvised devices

No phone-ins, no courtesy, no kindness

For the future will contain

Random acts of senseless violence

And it's not just the boredom

It's something endemic

It's the fear of disorder

Stretched to its limits

And the safety of numbers is just a contrivance

For the future will contain

Random acts of senseless violence

Democracy is very

Democracy is very, very