Lyrics Youth Group

Youth Group

Time Freezes

The fin-de-siecle - that golden age

All those bright young things with bright young things

to say

Nothing ever changes, history just rearranges

Facts and dates and figures with it's finger on the

trigger

To protect the children, the investor's hard-earned

millions

While the excrement increases, time just freezes

With drawing board and pen knife the future colourists

Trace the decade on their skinny wrists

Smiling, turbaned mothers and their family call the

patrons 'brother'

Just to make them feel like they are part of something

bigger

It's like they're not just filling bellies but they're

selling plastic stigma

And a flashing model jesus, time just freezes

Nothing ever changes, history just rearranges

Slices up their faces to remove the traces

Of the shock they give tomorrow, did you ever feel like

you've been borrowed?

Strapped to the couch? Hypnotised? Struck by the rhythm

of the prophet's eyes?

Who place their faith in yesterday and sell it like a

perfect day

Oh, when will they believe us, time just freezes

Time just freezes

Time just frees us.